<?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-3693141</id><updated>2011-09-27T02:50:29.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gweg's World</title><subtitle type='html'>The Many Exciting Adventures of Gweg</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-404415308610218707</id><published>2009-07-06T17:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:13:00.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gweg Goes To Michael Jackson's Funeral.</title><summary type='text'>Gweg was sad. One of his favorite musicians of all time died recently. That person was Michael Jackson.Gweg loved Michael. He owned all of his albums. Thriller, Bad, Dangerous, you name it, Gweg has them all.When Gweg first heard of Michael's death, he was devastated. He got out his mp3 player, put on his headphones, and listened to "Will You Be There" on repeat, while he cried.Ever since the day</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/404415308610218707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=404415308610218707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/404415308610218707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/404415308610218707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/gweg-goes-to-michael-jacksons-funeral.html' title='Gweg Goes To Michael Jackson&apos;s Funeral.'/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-115251902409095140</id><published>2006-07-10T04:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gweg Goes To The Beach</title><summary type='text'>What a wonderful day! Gweg and his parents are spending the day at the beach. Gweg was having a wonderful time, making sand castles, playing volleyball, and going to swim in the ocean.Gweg decided to go exploring on the beach. Gweg's mother made sure he knew they had set up their stuff near Life Guard Post # 19, so Gweg would be able to find his way back with no problems.Gweg was having a fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115251902409095140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=115251902409095140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115251902409095140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115251902409095140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/gweg-goes-to-beach.html' title='Gweg Goes To The Beach'/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-115196674044296231</id><published>2006-07-03T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Gweg</title><summary type='text'>July 3rd.Gweg woke up very excited. It was one of his favorite times of the year. The Fourth of July! It was one of Gweg's favorites for three reasons. Gweg loved to see the fireworks display. Gweg loved to eat the food his father cooked out on the grill. And Gweg loved his country.Gweg ran out to the family room to watch some TV. When he turned it on, the picture he saw on the screen was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115196674044296231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=115196674044296231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115196674044296231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115196674044296231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/independence-gweg.html' title='Independence Gweg'/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-115133923112520054</id><published>2006-06-26T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gweg Gets A Paper Route</title><summary type='text'>Gweg was eating his lunch at the kitchen table. His mother had made him his favorite lunch to eat. It was a belogna sandwich with some sour cream and onion potato chips.As Gweg was eating his delicious meal, his father sat down at the table next to him."Gweg", his father said, "I need to talk to you about something.""What is it?" Gweg asked.His father replied, "Well Gweg, you are old enough now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115133923112520054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=115133923112520054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115133923112520054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115133923112520054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/gweg-gets-paper-route.html' title='Gweg Gets A Paper Route'/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-115072232545579487</id><published>2006-06-19T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gweg Goes To The Zoo</title><summary type='text'>Gweg woke up with a big smile on his face.Today was a the day! The day Gweg and his parents go to the zoo!Gweg was more excited about this than anything he had ever looked forward to before.Gweg ran into his parents bedroom.Gweg: Mommy! Daddy! Wake up! It's time to go to the zoo!Gweg's dad woke up and looked at the clock on his bedstand.Dad: Gweg, it's six o'clock, We won't be going to the zoo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115072232545579487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=115072232545579487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115072232545579487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/115072232545579487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/gweg-goes-to-zoo.html' title='Gweg Goes To The Zoo'/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-114990359019624789</id><published>2006-06-09T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gweg Goes To Lazy Town</title><summary type='text'>It's an exciting day for Gweg! He has gone to visit his friend Stephanie, who is staying with her uncle. Her uncle is the mayor of the town they live in, Lazy Town.Gweg arrived at the mayor's house and was greeted by Stephanie.Stephanie: Hi Gweg! I'm so glad you could make it!Gweg: I'm happy to see you Stephanie! It's been a while.Stephanie: I know Gweg. Hey, let me introduce you to all of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114990359019624789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=114990359019624789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/114990359019624789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/114990359019624789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/gweg-goes-to-lazy-town.html' title='Gweg Goes To Lazy Town'/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-114437686281122588</id><published>2006-04-06T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GWEG GOES ON MYSPACEGweg sure was in a good mood. He had discovered the glorious world of MySpace. It was a place to meet many great friends and share your thoughts with them. Gweg couldn't wait to get started.Gweg set up his own MySpace page. He was allowed to put some music on it. Gweg chose his favorite song in the whole world, "I Can See Clearly Now".Gweg then posted a blog. A blog is a way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114437686281122588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=114437686281122588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/114437686281122588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/114437686281122588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2006/04/gweg-goes-on-myspace-gweg-sure-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-105745858052620519</id><published>2003-07-05T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gweg And His Weapons Of Mass DestructionYay! It's the 4th of July! Independence Day! Gweg can't hardly wait for night to arrive, because his dad has bought tons of fireworks. Gweg just loves his all those colors in the night sky and the loud noises they make.Gweg's dad has bought the best fireworks they make. Some of them are out of state, but everybody shoots off those kind of fireworks, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/105745858052620519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=105745858052620519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105745858052620519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105745858052620519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2003/07/gweg-and-his-weapons-of-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-105714828216257251</id><published>2003-07-02T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gweg The Vampire SlayerWell golly, looks like the prophecy of the chosen slayer is wrong. Gweg has become the first male vampire slayer.Ever since Gweg became a slayer, he has been training day after day. His watcher makes sure of that. Gweg is getting very good and is almost ready to go out and patrol.The night of his first patrol, Gweg's watcher said to him, "Make sure you are very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/105714828216257251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=105714828216257251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105714828216257251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105714828216257251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2003/07/gweg-vampire-slayer-well-golly-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-105713496103611363</id><published>2003-07-02T03:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:21:00.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gweg Watches Pro WrestlingWow! Gweg can't believe it. He has front row tickets to watch WWECWF live!Gweg just loves the World Wide Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation. He can't wait to see his favorite wrestler, Bulk Bogan, up close.Gweg finds out Bulk won't be wrestling untill the main event, but that's okay, because Gweg loves the other wrestlers as well.Gweg gets a little scared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/105713496103611363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=105713496103611363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105713496103611363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105713496103611363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2003/07/gweg-watches-pro-wrestling-wow-gweg.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-105713200721637724</id><published>2003-07-02T02:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:20:59.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Run Gweg RunOh boy, Gweg has just woken up from a long nap. Man, was I tired, Gweg thinks to himself. All of the sudden the phone rings.It's Gweg's Grandma!"Hi Grandma!" Gweg says.Gweg's Grandma says, "Hi Gweggy. Your mommy tells me you haven't been exercising like you are supposed to."Gweg tries to explain, but his grandma keeps talking, "...so if you run all the way to my house, you'll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/105713200721637724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=105713200721637724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105713200721637724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/105713200721637724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2003/07/run-gweg-run-oh-boy-gweg-has-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-80511115</id><published>2002-08-21T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:20:59.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GWEG WATCHES STAR WARSOh Wow! Gweg is so thrilled, because he is going to get to watch Star Wars Episode II Attack of the Clones. Gweg just can't wait.The line to see the movie is pretty long, but Gweg doesn't mind, Gweg is a very patient person. Gweg finally gets inside. Gweg gets popcorn, a box of chocolate raisins, and a large drink. Gweg is all set to watch the movie.Gweg sits in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/80511115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=80511115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80511115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80511115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2002/08/gweg-watches-star-wars-oh-wow-gweg-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-80028787</id><published>2002-08-09T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:20:59.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GWEG GETS A BIKEOh happy day! Gweg has just gotten a new bicycle from his parents. Gweg just loves riding on bikes, but his old bike has got two flat tires. Gweg can't wait to try out his new bike!Gweg starts riding his new bike up and down his road. Gweg's mother warned him not to go to far, because there could be dangerous people out there. But Gweg is having too much fun. He decides that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/80028787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=80028787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80028787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80028787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2002/08/gweg-gets-bike-oh-happy-day-gweg-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-80020526</id><published>2002-08-09T04:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:20:59.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GWEG BECOMES A PRIESTWhat a fine day! Gweg has become a man of the cloth. He feels so much closer to God now ever since he got his own church.Unfortunately, no one has been to Gweg's chuch in the two weeks it has been opened. Gweg is upset by this, but he does not lose hope. In fact, he has a wonderful idea!Gweg prints up hundreds of fliers advertising his church. One sunny afternoon, Gweg </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/80020526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=80020526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80020526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80020526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2002/08/gweg-becomes-priest-what-fine-day-gweg.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-80019208</id><published>2002-08-09T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:20:59.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GWEG WORKS AT A FAST FOOD JOINTWow! Gweg is working at his favorite hamburger restaurant. Gweg is so happy. He makes minimum wage, but he gets an employee only discount there.One day, Gweg was in the back making hamburgers. As he was making hamburgers, his boss came up to him and said, "Gweg, I've got some good news.""What is it boss?" Gweg asked."I'm giving you a five cent raise," the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/80019208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=80019208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80019208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80019208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2002/08/gweg-works-at-fast-food-joint-wow-gweg.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693141.post-80018739</id><published>2002-08-09T02:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:20:59.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GWEG'S FIRST DAY OF SCHOOLAhh! What a glorious day! Gweg is finally going to school. He's got all of his books, a nice bookbag to put them in, freshly sharpened pencils, and a nice lunch his mom made him.Gweg enjoys his first ride on the school bus. He sits to his next door neighbor and they make friends with the kids sitting around them. This makes Gweg even more excited to get to school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/80018739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3693141&amp;postID=80018739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80018739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3693141/posts/default/80018739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gwegsworld.blogspot.com/2002/08/gwegs-first-day-of-school-ahh-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Virtual Satyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159699161647297378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c43/Satyr1138/SatyrIcon.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
