<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post3283548164585689331..comments</id><updated>2009-05-03T10:22:03.832+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on abufares said...the world according to a tartoussi: Hands</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.abufares.net/feeds/3283548164585689331/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>abufares@abufares.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-4142442497849273885</id><published>2009-05-03T10:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T10:22:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Batoul Abaza
Thank you for dropping by.
It is ind...</title><content type='html'>@Batoul Abaza&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for dropping by.&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed our way, coastal men, to get back at the landlocked (and mindlocked) Damascenes, Aleppines and Homsis.&lt;br /&gt;Well in all fairness and as far as this post is concerned I was the only Syrian attending. I found out, however, that men in suits, regardless of their nationality get on my nerves.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4142442497849273885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4142442497849273885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1241335320000#c4142442497849273885' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-8996843845852689532</id><published>2009-05-03T09:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:55:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautifully written. 
"The men in ties that never ...</title><content type='html'>Beautifully written. &lt;br /&gt;"The men in ties that never got their feet wet" lool such a costal man.. must be appreciated!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8996843845852689532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8996843845852689532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1241333700000#c8996843845852689532' title=''/><author><name>Batoul Abaza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288206415738998532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-2534905683310511172</id><published>2009-05-02T13:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:58:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands,and Hands!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0...</title><content type='html'>Hands,and Hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0i8fJcW0Yd8&amp;amp;feature=related</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2534905683310511172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2534905683310511172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1241261880000#c2534905683310511172' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3880193544652182184</id><published>2009-05-02T10:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:33:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@w.b. yeats

Great Link. Thanks:-)</title><content type='html'>@w.b. yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Link. Thanks:-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/3880193544652182184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/3880193544652182184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1241249580000#c3880193544652182184' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-8909136637038068792</id><published>2009-05-02T10:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:32:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@DJ

Not this time my friend.
An anchor is the piv...</title><content type='html'>@DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not this time my friend.&lt;br /&gt;An anchor is the pivoting point for a ship, Without which, she will go astray.&lt;br /&gt;A sail will carry the same ship to oceans of fancy and enchantment. Without which, a ship is but a piece of junk.&lt;br /&gt;Such is a man.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8909136637038068792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8909136637038068792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1241249520000#c8909136637038068792' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-1779725706989110667</id><published>2009-04-28T17:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:47:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Disciple of Momus!

visit:

www.kokogiak.com/logol...</title><content type='html'>Disciple of Momus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.kokogiak.com/logolepsy/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you will enjoy all the words in this site&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w.b. yeats</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/1779725706989110667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/1779725706989110667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240930020000#c1779725706989110667' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-4541726791850650576</id><published>2009-04-28T07:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:49:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A man needs a woman who is his anchor and his sail...</title><content type='html'>&lt;EM&gt;A man needs a woman who is his anchor and his sail.&lt;/EM&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I like the anchor analogy.&lt;br /&gt;Was it an innuendo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dirty mind mode on*</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4541726791850650576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4541726791850650576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240894140000#c4541726791850650576' title=''/><author><name>DUBAI JAZZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17951647402774044439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-4730820394082081927</id><published>2009-04-27T22:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:27:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Fantasia
What can I say to that?
I'm usually the ...</title><content type='html'>@Fantasia&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to that?&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually the verbose type, on my blog at least (IRL, I listen more than I talk).&lt;br /&gt;You summed up in very simple terminology what the essence of a man's passion is. He wants a woman that is all women in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man needs a woman who is his anchor and his sail. That's all a man could ever dream of.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4730820394082081927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4730820394082081927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240860420000#c4730820394082081927' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-8011285235766440689</id><published>2009-04-27T20:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:14:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"...She had always found that the men in her life ...</title><content type='html'>"...She had always found that the men in her life only liked one of her many personas; a handful at best. She could one moment be a child in need of a father to look after her, the next a strong, powerful, independent woman followed moments later by one who was gentle and caring only to change into the dominant woman that pins her man to the bed, biting and scratching her unsuspecting pray. It was never an act or roll playing; she really was all these women. He loved it. Genuinely loved "them" all and rolled with the waves, laughing with her all the way. He thrived on her unpredictability and she desperately needed him to be free … to be herself. He was her freedom." - Abufares - when I wrote that story for you - what you just wrote so poetically to Mariyah - was precisely what I was referring to. You need to Love all women in order to truly love one woman…. You understand and live that so well.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8011285235766440689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8011285235766440689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240852440000#c8011285235766440689' title=''/><author><name>Fantasia</name><uri>http://pillowtalkpress.wordpress.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-826529012233950922</id><published>2009-04-27T17:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:12:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Mariyah
You see, in essence, you are a major reas...</title><content type='html'>@Mariyah&lt;br /&gt;You see, in essence, you are a major reason why I love "women".&lt;br /&gt;I mean your character, your allure, your passion and sensuality, your eloquence, your placidity, your yearning and longing, your detachment and aloofness... the hunger and satisfaction in your words... in your eyes (as far as I'm concerned)force me to believe that a man needs to be in love with more than one woman to be able, for instance, to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly these ultra feminine traits that make a simple man like me fall in love with WOMEN.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/826529012233950922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/826529012233950922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240841520000#c826529012233950922' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-1818284205280218138</id><published>2009-04-27T16:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:56:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@w.b. yeats
You have always been one of the most h...</title><content type='html'>@w.b. yeats&lt;br /&gt;You have always been one of the most honest people I ever met.&lt;br /&gt;But I got you with these 2 stupid words didn't I???&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w.b. yeats is maritorious, nana nanana...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/1818284205280218138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/1818284205280218138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240840560000#c1818284205280218138' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3315377117286064661</id><published>2009-04-27T15:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:50:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abu Fares, your passion, sensuality, and love of w...</title><content type='html'>Abu Fares, your passion, sensuality, and love of women is a distinct part of who you are. And when you can combine this passion with your incredible writing...there is nothing more intoxicating to read, my friend. One never knows one will find on your blog...part of its charm...but we can always be assured that it will be beautifully delivered and deliciously YOU!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/3315377117286064661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/3315377117286064661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240836600000#c3315377117286064661' title=''/><author><name>Mariyah</name><uri>http://mariyahsblog.wordpress.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-4016219973802742492</id><published>2009-04-27T14:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:26:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I what ever I am, I am mostly honest, and ev...</title><content type='html'>Well, I what ever I am, I am mostly honest, and even in my "maritorious" mind and without any jest I think on any healthy marriage both partners must be very selfassured that they are loved equally. And, that my good friend was the only thing I ment. Omfares, loves you and is selfassured that you love her back. And the comment was triggered after reading  3abber sabbel's comment, which is the reaction you got from your blogg. Ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I answerd Fantasia, was solely because she grouped me with your friend 3abber sabbel that said you "were in so much trouble". The problem with the written word is that it can be taken very literally sometimes. If you do not know the mood in which it was written, it can be taken in many different ways. I believe Fantasia and I  have this problem. Maybe is the translation from a different language to English, maybe it is just our very different personal styles.  In any case, because you know me, you probably understand my meaning in a more ascertained manner... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The muse for ones artistic vein always comes in the most surprising moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love U,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w.b. yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  And, it does not bother me that you say you are not too "uxorious" or that you think that I am overly "maritorious"... Who ever thinks of this "words"?!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4016219973802742492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4016219973802742492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240831560000#c4016219973802742492' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-2632634036438790514</id><published>2009-04-27T13:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:43:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@w.b. yeats

I just found a way to get back at you...</title><content type='html'>@w.b. yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found a way to get back at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that it bothers you that I'm not too "uxorious" to your taste only goes to prove that you are overly "maritorious".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the power of words :-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2632634036438790514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2632634036438790514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240828980000#c2632634036438790514' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-6634463152381576843</id><published>2009-04-27T13:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:36:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@KJ
What can I say to that Ditto, DJ of yours. Com...</title><content type='html'>@KJ&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to that Ditto, DJ of yours. Come on, you could've said a few more words.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell us about the latest BUTT that affected you. Or could it be that it was so perfect it rendered you speechless?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/6634463152381576843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/6634463152381576843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240828560000#c6634463152381576843' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-6446235936576796940</id><published>2009-04-27T11:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:44:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@w.b. yeats (my favorite trouble maker)
First, I n...</title><content type='html'>@w.b. yeats (my favorite trouble maker)&lt;br /&gt;First, I need to make it clear that I know how much you like to tease me and that you only wanted to get my passionate reaction.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I can only reply seriously because you raise a very interesting and important issue.&lt;br /&gt;You are a "married" artist, a painter with a great talent, and you do use your medium to express your inner feelings, thoughts, longings, hopes and despairs beautifully. A poet can also do that without stirring much controversy using what she's best at: imagery, symbolism and myth. I can only express myself acceptably with words in the form of prose and the fact that I am "married" becomes more of an issue because writing is in a way so easy to interpret and understand by everyone. My appreciation for women is nothing I will ever attempt to hide. The joy evoked by not the joggling, not the jiggling but the quivering of Fenella's butt is only too real. I can keep it inside and never mention it of course but I was not wired liked that.&lt;br /&gt;This blog of mine dances on the edge of the personal at times. I post recipes as well and talk dirty politics every once in a while. Had I been a painter I would've spent the next 2 months painting Fenella in a most exquisite way. She is so perfectly beautiful yet I have but mere words to express my fascination with her.&lt;br /&gt;My wife didn't marry a dead man. This is how I was, how I am and how I will always be. She must be self assured. Any woman should be that regardless of the man in her life. She must worry when I start skulking like a shadow of a man. Luckily for her, I would never allow myself to be that.&lt;br /&gt;But you knew that all along and still love to tease:-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/6446235936576796940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/6446235936576796940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240821840000#c6446235936576796940' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-5235741243697381861</id><published>2009-04-27T11:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:25:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Fantasia
I love it when you jump to my defense li...</title><content type='html'>@Fantasia&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you jump to my defense like that, I really do:-)&lt;br /&gt;So you love a man with well groomed hands... Ummm, well sadly I don't fit into this category as mine have the wear and tear of time on them. However, it might be of interest to know that I've been told that they are very sexy, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can finish this story better than you can... and you'll be doing all of us a great favor if you do ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being here and for describing me with such beautiful words... sensual in particular made me blush (not at all with embarrassment I might add).</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/5235741243697381861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/5235741243697381861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240820700000#c5235741243697381861' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-8944333510949938096</id><published>2009-04-27T11:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:16:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Habibi Abu Steif
I'm so happy you came here my fr...</title><content type='html'>@Habibi Abu Steif&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy you came here my friend. Well, you do know my mind real well. There are only beautiful things floating around in there and I'm so happy I'm able to share (some of)them with you.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8944333510949938096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8944333510949938096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240820160000#c8944333510949938096' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-8780348039432110823</id><published>2009-04-27T11:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:11:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Dubai Jazz
Thank you for appreciating my stories ...</title><content type='html'>@Dubai Jazz&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for appreciating my stories my friend.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Next time, I'll expand more, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. I was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and Bermuda shorts... Nah, just kidding, I was still in my suit and tie. But later on I took them off one by one... the tie and the jacket that is.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8780348039432110823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/8780348039432110823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240819860000#c8780348039432110823' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-5495565961569453754</id><published>2009-04-27T11:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:06:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Gabriela
Well of course Fenella is not her real n...</title><content type='html'>@Gabriela&lt;br /&gt;Well of course Fenella is not her real name. I just love "Fenella" so much and that's why I chose it.&lt;br /&gt;However, it might be interesting to note that Dr. McDonald's real name is even more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;i just returned home from London very late last night.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/5495565961569453754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/5495565961569453754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240819560000#c5495565961569453754' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-5950086082127377120</id><published>2009-04-27T11:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:04:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@Syrian Brit
What can I say my friend. These busin...</title><content type='html'>@Syrian Brit&lt;br /&gt;What can I say my friend. These business trips are catching up with me. I'm going all over but in the end I'm not really going anywhere. I was in London for 4 nights but I only had Saturday afternoon free. I actually wrote this post, fell asleep then came back the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, there will be another visit to the UK and when I do come I'll plan it ahead of time and make sure we get together.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/5950086082127377120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/5950086082127377120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240819440000#c5950086082127377120' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3588988579038130708</id><published>2009-04-27T10:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:58:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@2aber sabeel
Like any other man out there, I... o...</title><content type='html'>@2aber sabeel&lt;br /&gt;Like any other man out there, I... one of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Love women&lt;br /&gt;2- Love men&lt;br /&gt;3- Love men and women&lt;br /&gt;4- Love no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife must be very lucky that I'm Number 1.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/3588988579038130708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/3588988579038130708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240819080000#c3588988579038130708' title=''/><author><name>abufares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04201142068011308803'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-4511617688860181876</id><published>2009-04-27T10:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:03:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditto, DJ!</title><content type='html'>Ditto, DJ!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4511617688860181876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/4511617688860181876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240815780000#c4511617688860181876' title=''/><author><name>KJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594501161073415313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-2696679880715664727</id><published>2009-04-27T06:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:31:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@ w.b. yeats, Interesting reaction, that you chose...</title><content type='html'>@ w.b. yeats, Interesting reaction, that you chose offence where there was none meant. The quote "I do believe she protests too much" comes to mind.  But I digress. I would never presume to know you - but there is a singular approach or pattern to your comments across this entire blog.  If I may, you do not know me either. Otherwise you would know that I do not judge, and that my comment was merely a general one - not aimed at you on a personal level or Abufares - merely a statement, or musing of what your own words triggered in my mind. After all, that is what blogs are for.  Open exchange and with luck - a little inspiration.  I know Abufares well enough to agree with all your labels for him and would add many more to the list, including sensual and open minded.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2696679880715664727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2696679880715664727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240803060000#c2696679880715664727' title=''/><author><name>Fantasia</name><uri>http://pillowtalkpress.wordpress.com/</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-2343983364400291260</id><published>2009-04-27T01:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:28:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Fantasia,
As you do not know me personally you a...</title><content type='html'>@ Fantasia,&lt;br /&gt;As you do not know me personally you are assuming too much. I've known Abufares a long time, and he knows i'm only kidding. And, I know exactly what kind of man Abufares is, true, honest, funny, intelligent and he can take all the irony and jest I send him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w. b. yeats</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2343983364400291260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/3283548164585689331/comments/default/2343983364400291260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html?showComment=1240784880000#c2343983364400291260' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.abufares.net/2009/04/hands.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-3283548164585689331' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26866567/posts/default/3283548164585689331' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>