<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729376234894295951</id><updated>2011-12-01T04:06:07.901-08:00</updated><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Westerdals'/><title type='text'>Tiger's Temple of Twirq</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tiger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2IcQA-wQm0/TtdtfULtlmI/AAAAAAAAApY/1uQvCPVpn2Y/s220/john_doe_sci.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729376234894295951.post-367357378251070327</id><published>2009-03-12T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T05:09:11.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Westerdals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Anarkistisk ABC</title><content type='html'>Apeliknende apatiske a-4 mennesker i avbalansert avhold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruker berlærte bleier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creatin for citrushjerner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dødlig dumhet, derrivativt dystopi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enevelde over enestående enslighet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farlig fengslende fulekvitter for fanger av forfengeligheten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gir gullhår i rumpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Høylytte hyttehorer henger halvhjertede hengelåser rundt halsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingen inovativ interesse. Intet intelligent innlegg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubelnisser av jålette jomfrudom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kjennskap kunn til klumper i kjønnskjøttet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lampeskjerms likninger lurer lystlinguister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meningsløse muligheter i merkverdig myke vegger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nypult nytelse av nyansert narsisisme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omtrendt overaskende overdrivelser av omverdenen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passer plutselig pent på praktiske plasser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qvasi q-lhet i status quo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridderrunking av ringetoner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stappfull stigmata som synger forSinkelser i sinnet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tappre tapere trykker tydelig tomme tulleting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underverdig utepils i utilslørt ugress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanskelig å våge være virkelig, i verden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windunderlige wunderbaums wintre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-treme x-raymaskiner x-traherer x-akte mangler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yndlings yttringer er Ylvis sitater fra lørdagsynderholdningen på NRK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og det er hva jeg zyns, men alt er jo egentlig bare en zmakzak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729376234894295951-367357378251070327?l=tigerstemple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/feeds/367357378251070327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4729376234894295951&amp;postID=367357378251070327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/367357378251070327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/367357378251070327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/2009/03/anarkistisk-abc.html' title='Anarkistisk ABC'/><author><name>Tiger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2IcQA-wQm0/TtdtfULtlmI/AAAAAAAAApY/1uQvCPVpn2Y/s220/john_doe_sci.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729376234894295951.post-8681659194508612780</id><published>2009-02-25T16:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:26:51.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Sweetness</title><content type='html'>Sweetness&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl went to market,&lt;br /&gt;Little did she see.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Of all the little things she needed,&lt;br /&gt;none she found,&lt;br /&gt;but was spellbound&lt;br /&gt;at the sight of a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause up a little, on a branch,&lt;br /&gt;a little bird sat, right above.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;And by a little string of chance&lt;br /&gt;She felt a pain,&lt;br /&gt;She couldn’t explain,&lt;br /&gt;But thought: This must be love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having little experience,&lt;br /&gt;And knowing little of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Remembering a little tale she’d heard:&lt;br /&gt;In matters as these,&lt;br /&gt;The heartbeat would cease,&lt;br /&gt;And you’d know: Love was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she climbed the little tree,&lt;br /&gt;Taking only a little while.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;And in a little act of zeal&lt;br /&gt;She struck it dead,&lt;br /&gt;Upon the head&lt;br /&gt;Without ever losing her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she ran the little way home,&lt;br /&gt;Bringing the little corpse along.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;After a little cooking was done&lt;br /&gt;She proceeded to eat,&lt;br /&gt;All but the feet.&lt;br /&gt;So tremendously happy, she broke out in song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used a little too much spice,&lt;br /&gt;The little “lovemaking” made her sweat.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Then she was a little bit tired&lt;br /&gt;But she learned&lt;br /&gt;That she yearned&lt;br /&gt;For some puffs of a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wondered: If such a little thing&lt;br /&gt;Can bring, not only a little bit joy,&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t it be a little bit better,&lt;br /&gt;First to saw,&lt;br /&gt;Then to gnaw&lt;br /&gt;And “make love” to an actual boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl is a little woman now,&lt;br /&gt;With little memory of that wasted dove.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;She isn’t really so little though,&lt;br /&gt;‘cause she only grew&lt;br /&gt;once she knew&lt;br /&gt;how sweet it was to taste of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729376234894295951-8681659194508612780?l=tigerstemple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/feeds/8681659194508612780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4729376234894295951&amp;postID=8681659194508612780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/8681659194508612780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/8681659194508612780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweetness.html' title='Sweetness'/><author><name>Tiger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2IcQA-wQm0/TtdtfULtlmI/AAAAAAAAApY/1uQvCPVpn2Y/s220/john_doe_sci.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729376234894295951.post-6192285501346163010</id><published>2008-09-11T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T03:26:29.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Glossy magazines are filled with lists about how to improve yourselves, how to please and have better relationships with men (yes, I’ve read women’s magazines). Most of the time these lists are written by women. This list that I have made is about things you women should know about men, and yourselves, from a man’s point of view.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Both the list and I might seem quite harsh and bitter, and I guess we are. I have no problems finding women to court, but I’m just so tired of seeing you girls do the same stupid things over and over, and then later can’t understand why “All men are assholes”. Well, there’s a reason for that: It’s because you make us into assholes. This is proved to the extreme extent when very many of you show us men that assholes are the ones you end up with. “Chivalry is dead” you say? Yes it’s true. Women killed it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:silver;"&gt;Here goes:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0cm;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t say      you just want to be friends with someone who has made an obvious attempt      to win your heart. Dump him! Being “just friends” is not nice behaviour      towards him, after what he has done for you. Even though it’ll be tough,      the best thing you can do is to stop the relationship altogether. It      wasn’t easy for him to tell you how he felt, so now you can at least do      the right thing, ever though that is not easy for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t go      home with someone if you’re not gonna have sex. This only tells the guy      that the night has been all in vain, and that he didn’t play his cards      right. Maybe he could have gotten some action with someone else instead,      and you just ruined his evening. There’s bound to be some name-calling      about you in his circle, and these things might catch up with you. Next      time you see someone you really like, he might not bother talking to you,      because he’s heard that you’re not the kind of girl that’ll make him      happy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t play      hard to get with someone you really like. If you behave in this way, 9 out      of 10 times, you’re not as hot as you think you are anyway. Let him know      how you feel, and give him some very clear signals so he’ll understand      he’s being appreciated. Don’t wait too long to have sex with him, cause      he’ll just end up fucking your best friend or sister, while he’s waiting      for you to come around. It’s actually kind of degrading for us men to feel      that we have to prove our worth to someone.  Show that you’ve got more good qualities other than your looks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Never ask a      guy you’ve just met to buy you a drink, unless you want to be labelled as      a slut/gold-digger/bitch. Many girls who have this label are really upset      about it and don’t understand why. Well, it’s because you’re behaving      slutty, you slut!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;If you have      no idea what to give him for his birthday, then show him that you really      love him and give him a threesome with your hot girlfriend. That is      something every man wants, what every man dreams about, and what will make      every man feel great. He will love you for this great gift, and treasure      you most dearly, because he knows that you understand him and can make his      biggest wishes come true. If a threesome seams a bit much to start with,      then at least surprise him with a nurse uniform or something like that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t wait      for him to take the initiative to sex every time. Tell him straight out      that you want him to fuck you. We guys like that sort of thing. It turns      us on. With an approach like that, you can still have foreplay together      and it’ll be the best sex you ever had!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t make      comments about how men are so much simpler than women and we can never      begin to understand your complexities. You’re making a fool of yourself. 90%      of all women are very simple to understand and see straight through. If      you feel like we’re not fulfilling your needs, then maybe it’s not because      we don’t understand you, but because we feel like you haven’t done      anything to deserve it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t go      around thinking that you’re so special and that all men have to campaign      to win you over, so that you can chose the best one. Only bitches get      stuff for free. The price is their reputation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Even though      you might believe that you’re really good looking, and that any man is      lucky to have you, you’re probably not. Many hot women end up being alone      and miserable, because they feel they deserve some movie star for      boyfriend. Wake up! Instead of going for the impossible, settle with      someone that’s just average once in a while. Men do that all the time.      Ever had sex with someone and regretted it afterwards, because you felt      you could do better? Well so do men. All the fucking time. That’s what us      guys talk about when we’re alone. “Well, she wasn’t really      all that, but at least I got some of the pressure out” are a common part of any male conversation, after a big night out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;If a guy      comes shopping with you, then he is doing something he actually don’t like      to be doing, just to make you happy. Acknowledge this, appreciate it, and      repay it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;If you’re      ever unfaithful to your boyfriend and there’s no chance he’ll ever find      out, then do the responsible thing: DO NOT TELL HIM! The damage is already      done, and telling him about it will NOT make things better. You’re the one      who made the mistake, so you’re the one who’s supposed to feel bad about      it. Please don’t make him feel like the victim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;DON’T BE      VAGUE! Yes, we men need to be spoon-fed most of the time, so say things      clearly and just the way they are. Either we won’t get your contradicting      messages, or we won’t bother acknowledging that we actually do understand      what you mean, because we think it’s really stupid that you just can’t say      things straight out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;If you’re      wearing a low cut top, don’t get upset when men stare at your breasts. Who      do you think you’re fooling? You’re only making an ass of yourself, and      living up to the “dumb blonde” myth. We know that you put on that top to      get attention, and we know that you like it. Just be happy you’re being      appreciated.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Even though you      might think you’re amazing in bed, and that any man is so lucky to      experience your performance, you’re probably just as delusional as the      rest of us. You don’t get good at sex by only doing it with your      boyfriend. No. Watch some porn, and pick up a few tricks. Read some books      on the subject, or watch some instructional videos. Women think that men      only have one point to please and that’s it, but there are actually loads      of things you can do to make us feel good. Of the women I’ve had sex with;      only about 10% have really been good at it. Most importantly though: play      with yourself! A lot! The first step on your way to get good at sex is to      learn how to make yourself feel good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;NEVER fake      an orgasm (unless it’s a one night stand and you’ll never see that person      again). Let him know that some things are not quite right, and teach him      how to give you a proper climax. He’ll be happy to learn, and pass the      knowledge on to his friends. That way everybody can have better sex, and      you’re making the world a better place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Yes, we      think about sex all the time. So do women. There’s nothing wrong with      that, so stop living in denial.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"  style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;No this list      is not sexist towards women. It is the honest truth. You can’t handle it,      that’s your problem. But stop your whining about men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729376234894295951-6192285501346163010?l=tigerstemple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/feeds/6192285501346163010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4729376234894295951&amp;postID=6192285501346163010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/6192285501346163010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/6192285501346163010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-women.html' title='To Women'/><author><name>Tiger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2IcQA-wQm0/TtdtfULtlmI/AAAAAAAAApY/1uQvCPVpn2Y/s220/john_doe_sci.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729376234894295951.post-1017561688582816492</id><published>2008-09-10T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T05:00:56.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Navne-konkuranse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DbeVhny3T4g/SMe23MqenTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hNUWmZsL8SY/s1600-h/DSC00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DbeVhny3T4g/SMe23MqenTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hNUWmZsL8SY/s320/DSC00124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244361350504684850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeg bor i kollektivet ved sidna skolen. Vi trenger nytt navn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beste forslag vil bli belønnet med æren i behold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729376234894295951-1017561688582816492?l=tigerstemple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/feeds/1017561688582816492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4729376234894295951&amp;postID=1017561688582816492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/1017561688582816492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729376234894295951/posts/default/1017561688582816492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tigerstemple.blogspot.com/2008/09/navne-konkuranse.html' title='Navne-konkuranse!'/><author><name>Tiger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2IcQA-wQm0/TtdtfULtlmI/AAAAAAAAApY/1uQvCPVpn2Y/s220/john_doe_sci.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DbeVhny3T4g/SMe23MqenTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hNUWmZsL8SY/s72-c/DSC00124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
