<?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-3925018844787179346</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:49:02.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Next?</title><subtitle type='html'>Some famous celebrities are about to die. Who? Keep reading to find out who's next.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>K.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626547411184008214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925018844787179346.post-3378885095000098619</id><published>2009-10-09T01:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:06:17.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF.</title><content type='html'>Some of my 2 or 3 readers are fucked up. I'm on hiatus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3925018844787179346-3378885095000098619?l=watchoutorelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/feeds/3378885095000098619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/10/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/3378885095000098619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/3378885095000098619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/10/wtf.html' title='WTF.'/><author><name>K.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626547411184008214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925018844787179346.post-1738694368559926564</id><published>2009-10-01T19:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:30:49.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PM problems, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3925018844787179346-1738694368559926564?l=watchoutorelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/feeds/1738694368559926564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/10/pm-problems-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/1738694368559926564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/1738694368559926564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/10/pm-problems-again.html' title='PM problems, again.'/><author><name>K.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626547411184008214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925018844787179346.post-2681709165383152370</id><published>2009-09-29T22:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:47:32.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Followers! Thanks Scott Kirkman!</title><content type='html'>Ooh, late this time. I've been busy lately so it's kind of mean that I have to wait till the dark P.M's to update. But I don't care. Actually I do care. Don't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;Who's Next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bear Grillys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.virginmedia.com/microsites/tvradio/slideshow/fake-tv/img_1.jpg" src="http://www.virginmedia.com/microsites/tvradio/slideshow/fake-tv/img_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Why: Attacked by bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is not one doubt in my mind that Bear Grylls is a badass. This English survival expert beast, freakishly capable man is probably strong enough to do whatever he wanted. Like, kill an American and get away with it. Which would make his proud Englishmen prouder. So everyone knows he is a badass. But, we all know he's a dumbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come on man, You almost got bit by an effing cobra, for Tony Blair's sake. You live for what, weeks? in the coldest and hottest places on our screwed up planet. You eat raw fish? You jump waterfalls? You climb trees. You're like Spiderman with no webs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the dumbest thing about you, has to do with Steve Irwin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Steve Irwin thought he was the coolest person there was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So you saw him do whatever he did to those innocent crocodiles? Ha! I still have no idea WTF he was doing. He would just jump on them and then what, tie it's mouth with his shirt? Then put it in some truck or something? Hahahaha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then he died by a stingray. How can someone who's the God of crocodiles get soft around stingrays? Crikey, you should have known that jumping on any animal that had the misfortune of being in your eyesight at the time that one would eventually attack you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bear is smarter, as he wont attack them all, but he's getting too comfy in these spots. Bear will get eaten by bears, like that bear man did when he was living with bears so maybe the bears wouldn't have attacked if Bear was with bear man. But he wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When: Ugh, 2 1/2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's a bit of a stretch, I'll admit. Bear may be dumber than Steve actually, because not only is he attacking animals, he's living with them. And his little wussy camera crew of like 5 other guys are not as fearless as Bear. While watching the bear maul him to shreds, (or watch the bear run like a little punk) the cameramen will just run and hide to inform the TV guys that their #1 money earner is dead. Poor, poor you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark it down. Bear Grllys will die soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS: Les Stroud is dumber than Grllys! But I'm not going to redo this whole thing or talk too much. He doesn't have a crew so if he's dead....pttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3925018844787179346-2681709165383152370?l=watchoutorelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2681709165383152370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-followers-thanks-scott-kirkman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/2681709165383152370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/2681709165383152370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-followers-thanks-scott-kirkman.html' title='Two Followers! Thanks Scott Kirkman!'/><author><name>K.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626547411184008214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925018844787179346.post-7985427973324830976</id><published>2009-09-28T18:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:54:30.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have My First Follower! Thanks Spacem4nSpiff!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm making slow progress. Look at that follower! In just 4 days! I'm a beast.&lt;br /&gt;Who's Next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Michael Vick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://cdn.newsone.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/michaelvick.jpg" height="312" src="http://cdn.newsone.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/michaelvick.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why: Murder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You're probably thinking, duh. Who couldn't predict this? Well I don't care. I need my name out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now let's face it. In America, there are some, sick crazy bastards out there. Take Michael Vick, for example. Focus on him for a moment. He &lt;i&gt;hung, electrocuted, beat, skinned, drowned, &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;starved &lt;/i&gt;who knows how many dogs. DAYUM dude! Now combine every football fan that has a dog, every football athlete that has a dog, Philadelphia's crime rate that will scare the crap out of you, racists, and countless other things. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When: The &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; near future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Come on man, NFL just started, (Go Cincinnati and Cleveland--and Ohio State, by the way) and all anyone has to do is wait outside the stadium for a few hours, with the dozens of PETA members waiting by the buses with graphic signs of dogs with tents and rapid pitbulls and rottweilers. I wouldn't doubt that he probably has 4972038 body guards, but who knows, one of those crazy-ass fly defenders(&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5S7m3mogl_s"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5S7m3mogl_s&lt;/a&gt;) might even bring a bomb. You never know. Peta is a bunch of hypocritical dummmmmb asses. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mark it down. Michael Vick will die SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3925018844787179346-7985427973324830976?l=watchoutorelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/feeds/7985427973324830976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-my-first-follower-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/7985427973324830976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/7985427973324830976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-my-first-follower-thanks.html' title='I Have My First Follower! Thanks Spacem4nSpiff!'/><author><name>K.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626547411184008214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925018844787179346.post-2025439278220524464</id><published>2009-09-27T10:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:55:01.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Readers.</title><content type='html'>I skipped yesterday because I knew nobody would read this. So instead, I'm going to spam all over every site in the world to get to read this. Hell yeah it'll be annoying, but IDGAF.&lt;br /&gt;Who's Next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paula Abdul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/sections/14401/_1231183984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/sections/14401/_1231183984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why: Pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why da hell Paula' always be ackin' a foo? She way too loco up in her cranium and ackin like one a dem crackheads. She ain't know what da hell she be doin and den she be clamin' dat she ain't neva done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She &lt;i&gt;says&lt;/i&gt; she never drinks. But you know she does. Or maybe she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe she's, psssst! Maybe she's on the &lt;strike&gt;craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When: Next June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look at the picture above. That is a perfect example of a seasoned veteran of all street drugs. I'm amazed how she could dress herself so nicely that day. Or maybe she was just cranky because Simon couldn't..you know what? I'm not going there. I bet Simon is great at having sexy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zt5-wn3fvlw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zt5-wn3fvlw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark it down. Paula Abdul will die soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3925018844787179346-2025439278220524464?l=watchoutorelse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/feeds/2025439278220524464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/2025439278220524464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3925018844787179346/posts/default/2025439278220524464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watchoutorelse.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-readers.html' title='I Need Readers.'/><author><name>K.G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626547411184008214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3925018844787179346.post-7119850815330569480</id><published>2009-09-25T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:32:16.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry</title><content type='html'>Behold! The first post of the blog that will either become bigger than postsecret, or become one of those anonymous blogs that have one little itty bitty sentence. Oh well. Lets get down to why I created this.&lt;br /&gt;I created this blog because I know I can call when a celeb dies. Believe it or not, I called Michael Jackson's death. I knew that because of his bleached skin that he was messed up in the head a bit, and that it would be the death of him. I said that for years! And voila! Wacko Jacko bites the dust, and people revere me as "The Great Predictor". Or not really. I told them to call me that and they never did. So here's what I'll do. Every day (or not) I'll put up a celebrity candidate for death, and why I think so. See, this blog actually has a meaning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But anyway. Here's my first prediction that will definitely happen in at least a year. Or month. Or week. Or day. Or hour. Or now: Amy Winehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.contactmusic.com/dn/amy+winehouse_855_18530860_0_0_7000225_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.contactmusic.com/dn/amy+winehouse_855_18530860_0_0_7000225_300.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why: Overdose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on. Now I know even you have decided this for yourself. This bitch can't contain her coke problems. She has to snort some during a concert? What the hell? Chances are, she's snorting more right now. I bet her house has more than all of Columbia.The only reason I chose this picture is because it's the only decent one! She actually looks half normal. I thought about using one of her hoboette looking ones with the crack sliming down her nose and the missing tooth and the yellow-ass plaque filled teeth and the grayish hair and the bacne and the wrinkles and the........but otherwise I'd have to change this blog's content to Graphic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When: 1-2 Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you can't contain your crack use, if your teeth look like shit, if you smell like catfood, worms, and a retard's breath, all at the same time, if you have people wanting to assassinate you, if you wont go to rehab when you need it, you aren't living long. Amy Winehouse, you deserve your own adjective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's as stanky as Amy Winehouse in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That house is as ratty as Amy Winehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Go change. You look like Amy Winehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brush your teeth. They look like Amy Winehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went into the damp, smelly, genital herpes, Amy Winehouse cave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's so disgusting. It's Amy Winehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When these saying becomes everyday talk, I get praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mark it down. 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