<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<rss version="2.0">
	<channel>
		<title>The first blog : The first blog</title>
		<link>http://customtshirts.blogieren.com/The-first-blog-b1.htm</link>
		<description>Your first blog</description>
		<lastBuildDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 22:59:27 GMT</lastBuildDate>
		<ttl>10</ttl>
		<image>
			<title>The first blog : The first blog</title>
			<url></url>
			<link>http://customtshirts.blogieren.com/The-first-blog-b1.htm</link>
		</image>
	<item>
		<title>The Man and the Satyr</title>
		<category>The first blog</category>
		<pubDate>2011-11-30T10:16:15Z</pubDate>
		<description>A MAN wearing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://custom-tshirts.newgrounds.com/news/post/659747&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;custom t shirts&quot;&gt;custom t shirts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a Satyr once drank together in token of a bond of alliance being formed between them. One very cold wintry day, as they talked, the Man put his fingers to his mouth and blew on them. When the Satyr asked the reason for this, he told him that he did it to warm his hands because they were so cold. Later on in the day they sat down to eat, and the food prepared was quite scalding. The Man raised one of the dishes a little towards his mouth and blew in it. When the Satyr again inquired the reason, he said that he did it to cool the meat, which was too hot. &amp;quot;I can no longer consider you as a friend,&amp;quot; said the Satyr, &amp;quot;a fellow who with the same breath blows hot and cold.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time, the man wearing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://customtshirts.blogcindario.com/2011/11/00003-the-lion-the-wolf-and-the-fox.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;custom t shirts&quot;&gt;custom t shirts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had lost his way in a wood one bitter winter&#039;s night. As he was roaming about, a Satyr came up to him, and finding that he had lost his way, promised to give him lodging for the night, and guide him out of the forest in the morning. As he went along to the Satyr&#039;s cell, the Man raised both his hands to his mouth and kept on blowing at them. &amp;quot;What do you do that for?&amp;quot; said the Satyr. &amp;quot;My hands are numb with the cold,&amp;quot; said the Man, &amp;quot;and my breath warms them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this they arrived at the Satyr&#039;s home, and soon the Satyr put a smoking dish of porridge before him.Â  But when the Man raised his spoon to his mouth he began blowing upon it.Â  &amp;quot;And what do you do that for?&amp;quot; said the Satyr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The porridge is too hot, and my breath will cool it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Out you go,&amp;quot; said the Satyr. &amp;quot;I will have nougat to do with a man who can blow hot and cold with the same breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
		<guid>http://customtshirts.blogieren.com/The-first-blog-b1/The-Man-and-the-Satyr-b1-p3.htm</guid>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>A man and two women</title>
		<category>The first blog</category>
		<pubDate>2011-11-30T10:12:15Z</pubDate>
		<description>This is the first story: The Man and His Two Sweethearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is once A MIDDLE-AGED MAN wearing &lt;a href=&quot;http://custom-tshirts.newgrounds.com/news/post/659738&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;ins&gt;custom t shirts&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, whose hair had begun to turn gray, courted two women at the same time. One of them was young, and the other well advanced in years. The elder woman, ashamed to be courted by a man younger than her, made a point, whenever her admirer visited her, to pull out some portion of his black hairs. The younger, on the contrary, not wishing to become the wife of an old man, was equally zealous in removing every gray hair she could find. Thus it came to pass that between them both he very soon found that he had not a hair left on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: Those who seek to please everybody please nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second story: The Man and His Two Wives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old days, when men were allowed to have many wives, a middle-aged Man wearing &lt;a href=&quot;http://customtshirts.blogcindario.com/2011/11/00002-the-lion-s-share.html&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;ins&gt;custom t shirts&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had one wife that was old and one that was young; each loved him very much, and desired to see him like herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Man&#039;s hair was turning grey, which the young Wife did not like, as it made him look too old for her husband.Â  So every night she used to comb his hair and pick out the white ones.Â  But the elder Wife saw her husband growing grey with great pleasure, for she did not like to be mistaken for his mother.Â  So every morning she used to arrange his hair and pick out as many of the black ones as she could.Â  The consequence was the Man soon found he entirely bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: Yield to all and you will soon have nothing to yield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
		<guid>http://customtshirts.blogieren.com/The-first-blog-b1/A-man-and-two-women-b1-p2.htm</guid>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>Welcome</title>
		<category>The first blog</category>
		<pubDate>2011-11-30T10:10:44Z</pubDate>
		<description>Congratulations, your blog is created !&lt;br /&gt;To access the different options of your Blog, click on « Connection » : Connect yourself with the username : Admin and your password (the one you chose at the blog creation).&lt;br /&gt;Once you&#039;re connected, a toolbar will be placed automatically at the top of the page, managing you to access the administration panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This text is an example of an article, you can delete it as soon as you wish)</description>
		<guid>http://customtshirts.blogieren.com/The-first-blog-b1/Welcome-b1-p1.htm</guid>
	</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
