(The Calling - Wherever You Will Go) Levels, huh? Even smushmeg don't know to what time the levels were set to run. Ay. And it's already kinda late. Wait. I know. It will probably update after I post this blog. No, no, better: After DebStitch posts her end-of-day blog. It always happens. :D
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16 @ 72% ( +0% ) CPs ran, and I got a new guide (after all the 21 subs I did yesterday were accepted shortly after).
1 new people guide:
Merrin Dungey (Francie/Allison in Alias) Yep, I submitted today enough to have one more people guide. There are currently two on the fence. I'm gonna keep on submitting in the next couple of days. I know I didn't write yet about the leaving of Alias, I will, believe me, I just didn't fully digested it yet, if you know what I mean. --
Attention: Even if it seems that the following information is real, it is not. Common sense would know it.
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Pyramid. We've known Pyramids for thousands of years, ever since the old egyptian civilization who had them, and throughout history, until these days, where we came to realize they are landing places for aliens (someone said Stargate?) or contain dark artifacts built by a crazy 500 years ago (Alias??). But what we don't know about the Pyramids, is what they were built for in the first place. Let's take for example, the 4,598th Paraoh of Egypt (there were 4502 Paraohs before him, 51 missing Paraohs and 44 pretenders). One day, he called for his slave (not by phone, he just shouted) and said: "Where is my pie, Ramid!" Ramid, who was as stupid as a nail in the wall can be, said something unrecognizable and vanished. Later, Ramid told his friend that the master wants a pieramid. His friend forces him to believe that this is something to do with killing-ramid, murdering-ramid and sinking-ramid-in-the-bottom-of-the-sea. So Ramid killed himself in the kitchen's corner. Paraoh, who was too hungry by now, came to the chef and asked him to make a pie, "for crying out loud!". They chef made it, but the devestated ghost of Ramid wanted to kill itself. With no use, of course. Years have passed by, and one day, Paraoh the 9870th (someone lost the count, for sure), called his servant and asked him to build a new place to live. The servant, Ramid's grand-grand-grand-son, who was called Ramid as well, murmured something. "I don't wanna pay, Ramid!" Ramid, remembering what happened to his grand-grand-grand-father, went to his friend, who told him about new villas, with pointed top. One villa was built, and Ramid, in order to honour his grand-grand-grand-father's name, called it pieRamid. Later, when Paraoh didn't want to pay for it, it was changed to PayRamid. Up until nowadays. Byebye, ~Afenla!
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