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Tue Mar 19, 2013 11:59 pm
HostofHorus says...



I really wasn't sure where to post this so I thought I would throw it up here for someone to take a look. After reviewing I received this message:

Holy grammatical splurges, Batman! You just did a review!

Because the work you reviewed had 1 review, you earned 53.4 extra points for you review or 150 points total! Use your points to give gifts or submit your own work.


First, the grammatical splurges thing was brilliant. BUT, there is an r missing on the your :(

Holy grammatical splurges, Batman! You just did a review!

Because the work you reviewed had 1 review, you earned 53.4 extra points for your review or 150 points total! Use your points to give gifts or submit your own work.


So yeah, here's to hoping it gets fixed! :)
HostofHorus Author, Poet, Dreamer, and Expressionist.
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Wed Mar 20, 2013 3:21 am
Rosendorn says...



This falls under a little nit picky thing I'm not sure when will get fixed. It'd take an admin to do so and all of ours are fairly busy at the moment!

Thanks for pointing that out. :)
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It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
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