Improbable History

The correct spelling is Billion.

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It is estimated that the worth of the average person in the USA is $180.000. Based on personal goods, cash, business ownership and life insurance

Milton's first invention was a paper wrapper that prominently displayed his name. Later on, he developed a chocolate bar to fill this wrapper.

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In the year 1606 a Dutchman Willem Jansz and his ship Duyfken explored the western coast of Cape York Peninsula they were the first Europeans to have contact with Australian. aboriginal people. There were clashes between the two groups.

In the same year a Spaniard named Luis Vaez De Torres sailed through Torres Strait.

About ninety one years after an English man named William Dampier Visited the west cost of Australia.

It was'NT until another 500 years or so later that Captain James cook discovered Australia so I guess you could say he wasnt the first to find the wide spread lands of Australia.

Born in 1758 arabanoo was soon to be discovered by the Europeans as a great find. arabanoo was clothed by the Europeans in their clothes and taken on board to work for them as a slave killing off each and every one of his people one by one.

After months of straggeling to survive do to the traumatic screams and cries of his people. One day arabanoo finally woke up to the hurt inside and discovered that it was not right for him to be doing what he was doing. It was not right to be one of the enimies people slowly cutting off the cerculation to the Australian aboriginals for several generations of history if not for iternity.

But little did the Europeans know arabanoo was waiting for the one moment in time where he would set his people free from harm. Arabanoo had a plan to free his people and make the white people see the wrong in what they we're doing.

With pemulwuy by his side on the journey to free the aboriginie people his plan of freedom worked. Right beneath the noses of the white people every night when the white people had gone to sleep arabanoo would sneak out onto the top deck steal the map and try and discover a plan. One night long after the white people had all gone to bed arabanoo snuck out once again only this time he had discovered that pemulwuy had been waiting on the shore for him to come and talk. From just after sunset to sun-up every day they would talk to try and discover the right way of attack. So the next day arabanoo took the white people on shore into the camp where pemulwuy and his tribe were waiting pationtly to attack when the white people least expected it.

As the white men trailed slowly behind arabanoo they had no idea there was a battalion of aboriginals waiting to attack to clam back what was rightfully theirs. Slowly they got closer and closer until they were right outside the door to pemulwuy's humpy(house). pemulwuy getting anxious and his people silently waiting for their orders to attack. Suddenly the aboriginie's jumped out from the shadows leaping in every direction the war had broken out and it was feircem enough to knock out generations with a single blow.

At the heart of the battle between the aboriginals and the white people Pemulwuy was visously attacking the white captains etc from every possible angle. If it wasnt for the contacts between Arabanoo and Pemulwuy the proseedings of the white people's hope's to take over the wide spread lands of Australia would never be accomplished well aleast not by the Europeans at this point in time.

Little Did Pemulwuy & Arabanoo brothers in battle know that they had only wiped out a small amount of the Europeans

On the lighter side:

Once upon a hippo there was a family of leeches, who were the most profitable leeches in the land, dwelling as they did on the back of a hippo. The eldest daughter was a beautiful little nematode, with slimy skin, and four gorgeous eyes. She was the blood clot of her father's eyes, and all the leeches expected Princess Slimeola would certainly marry the most desirable of the river's leech Princes who would certainly line up in anticipation of her coming of age. As luck would have it, however, Slimeola was already in love with the palace jester, a common leech with no royal blood, (at least not his own) and no impeccable mannerisms to speak of.

Her father, King Suxalot, refused to allow his daughter to marry a leech of low means, and told Slimeola in straight, hard terms. Princess Slimeola rebelled against her father, and eloped with the jester. They swam for days, before taking residence on the back of a crocodile, where they began their own little colony of blood suckers. Things went fine for years, til one day the croc took a sunbath, and all the leeches in the little colony perished, along with the jester and Slimeola.

The moral is:

No matter how much things suck, or you suck, it can always suck worse.

Well, I guess no one really invented names. People would probably make a sound to catch someone's attention when they didn't have any way of communication, and that exact sound would be what everyone would say to that person. So, no one invented them. Not really.

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• Cry (grieve) - unless you have been alone and isolated, there is no way you can understand.

Jocund basically means happy. So, when applied to the rest guide it means:

Having the rest of the contact's stick by visiting the qualified hardy.

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Many, many millennia ago, in the small village of Ooo, which is now part of a desert in northern Africa, the points of light in the night sky were referred to as 'the eyes of the spirits'; in their own language of course, something similar to dorr.

One year, no one can now remember which one, Ohoo, mate of elder Odoo, was not pleased that he had returned once again with no meat. She had the fire going and the stones all sharpened, ready to prepare a meal. She was getting pretty tired of eating mashed oot roots every day. When Odoo tried to explain how the herds had left the area and the hunters had walked very far and not seen any large animals, she reached over and grabbed her meat pounding club, and, well you know what she did with it. Odoo lay on the ground stunned for a minute then started to mumble 'dorrs', 'ddorrs'... Unfortunately, he didn't realize that Ohoo had knocked out a front tooth, so it sounded like sssdorss, sssdorss, the air whistling through the gap. Naturally, no one knew what he was saying. So, as Odoo was able to get to his feet, he picked up the meat pounder as he rose and gave a good whack to Ohoo's head. As she lay on the ground at his feet, he stood over her saying 'Sssdorss, sssdorss! Yooo got ssdorss?' Ohoo sat up holding her head and said whistling, 'Ooh, sssdorss.', even though her teeth were intact.

Well, the story was passed down the generations as it is most unusual for anyone to dare strike an elder. As it did, the pronunciation of sssdorss, evolved to sdors, and eventually to stors. And as the story passed down, the word like dorrs also evolved into stors until the succeeding generations thought that what Odoo said he saw was the same thing as seen in the night sky. It was long an important story in the village of Ooo because Odoo's descendants credited him with creating the stars. Until, eventually the desert covered the place that had been Ooo and the people migrated to many other places and learned more vowels, they eventually lost the story of Odoo, but everywhere they settled, they brought the word 'stors' (the pronunciation in other lands it eventually became stars) with them with special pride because they knew that their ancestor had discovered them.

Yes, Odoo of Ooo discovered the stars.

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If Two Or More Of His Friends Likes The Same Girl That Likes Him Or He Likes

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THE LEGEND OF THE SALT SEA.

Once upon a time there lived by the great sea two brothers, named Klaus and Korg; the elder inheriting the rich estates of his ancestors; the younger a woodchopper, and so poor that it was ofttimes a difficult task for him to provide bread for his wife and little children.

Hard as life often seems it may be even harder; and so bitterly realized Korg when, nigh on to one merry Christmas-tide, an accident deprived him of his strong right hand, thereby cutting off forever his slender means of livelihood. There was but one resource, and, with crushed spirit Korg betook himself to his elder brother to crave some mercy for his starving babes.

Klaus was a harsh man, with love only for his yellow gold. He frowned impatiently when Korg interrupted his selfish dreams, and, for answer to his pitiful story, threw him a loaf of bread and a pudding, bidding him begone and be satisfied. And Korg went forth with a heavy heart, his faint hope dead.

His homeward path followed the raging sea. The night was dark and stormy, the waves bellowed and lashed at the shore like an army of infuriated beasts; but Korg heeded it not, only clutched his bread and pudding, and walked on with a white despairing face. Suddenly, as he emerged from a thick bit of woods, he became conscious of a strange light encircling him, and halting, quite terrified at the phenomenon, he beheld a little old man, snow-haired and bearded, standing plump in the path before him.

"You seem in trouble, friend," he ejaculated, with a chuckle. "Something twists in your world, I trow."

Körg was not slow to recognize a geist, his knees shook, and he dared not utter a word. The elf looked down upon him half displeased, yet chuckling merrily withal.

"You have nothing to fear from me," he continued, sweetly. "I am the guardian of the honest poor. This night I come to reveal to you a secret, which, rightly used, will bestow upon you riches, life-lasting and unlimited."

Korg, bewildered, could not yet yield simple faith. He clutched desperately his bread and pudding. He found no joyful words.

The little man frowned scathingly on the gift of Klaus, then burst into a scornful laugh.

"It is always thus, friend, with the money elves; they deal niggardly, even at the full. But, care not, since this meagre chip will prove to you a barter for millions. Follow me! The great estates to Klaus; the treasures of the sea Korg shall know, to-night!" And, with a hand-wave, the elf led the way over the rough cliffs, Korg mutely following.

He paused at the base of a hillock, shaped like a horseshoe--a spot which Korg knew well--a place of rocks, reefs, and general ill-report.

"The time is favorable," muttered the little man, "my children are hungry, to-night." And, turning to Korg, he continued: "Take the gift of Klaus and go down into the sea. A crowd will swarm upon you, as persistent and voracious as any in this upper world. Ask for the wonder-mill, and sacrifice your treasures only in its exchange. I will await you here."

A spell immediately enwrapped the senses of Korg. Calm and fearless, he descended into the deep, floating dreamily downward to the glittering caves from whence, exactly as the elf had depicted, swarmed forth troops of mermen and mermaids, with eyes and arms voraciously extended towards the bread and the pudding he held tightly clutched to his breast. But Korg, spurred on by the elf, resisted them all, nor parted with a single crumb till the wonder-mill lay safe in his embrace. The little man stood waiting on the brink.

"I dedicate this to the honest poor," he said, softly. "Yes, Korg, it is yours. Ask of it what you will, and it shall never fail you--gold, silver, hundreds of loaves and puddings. But--" and here the little man paused, a shudder quivered through his frame, and he continued, solemnly "remember, that by no hand but yours can it be controlled. Guard it carefully, for the day you part with it your portion shall be ashes, and mine annihilation."

When Korg dared lift his eyes the elf had disappeared.

Rahel sat at home with the children, weeping. She knew well the heart of her brother Klaus, and how vain would be Korg's last effort to save them from starvation. A step sounded on the path without. Rahel and the babes stopped to listen. It was not dull and heavy as they had expected, but blithe as the jingle of sleigh-bells, and, in a second, Korg burst in upon them, dimpling all over with merry laughter. Rahel regarded him, amazed.

"You bring no bread to our starving babes, and yet you laugh," she said. "Oh, Korg! Korg! trouble has made you mad!"

Still chuckling he slipped the wonder-mill from beneath his coat and said, softly:

"Hush, Rahel! A geist has been with me to-night. I have brought endless fortune from the depths of the sea." And, plump in the eyes of his astonished wife, he began turning out loaves and puddings with such a gusto that the room was soon filled, and Rahel fain to implore him to cease his elfish work.

From that night, just as the little man had said, riches unlimited came to the house of Korg. No treasure too great for the mill to produce; and, though the woodchopper strove hard at secrecy, its fame spread far and wide from the mountains back to the sea, and folks flocked by thousands to view the magic engine that Korg had fished up from the the ocean's depths. And though, always good humoredly, he tested its powers and loaded his guests with princely gifts, yet he rested night after night more uneasily upon his pillow, remembering the solemn words of the geist.

"The day you part with it your portion shall be ashes, and _mine_ annihilation."

One day, after the space of a year, there came to the woodchopper's door a captain from far-off lands.

"I am here," he said, "to see the famous wonder-mill that blesses the house of Korg."

There was a simplicity about the old tar that completely dismantled Korg. With less than ordinary caution he brought forth the mill, and displayed it, in all its phases, before his astonished guest.

"It is a clever trickster," finally he quoth. "I wonder if it could grind so common a thing as salt."

Korg chuckled contemptuously, and speedily spurted right and left such a briny shower as made the old tar blink spasmodically and walk hurriedly away.

But, alas! that night Korg missed the mill from his side; and when, pale and shivering, he sought the golden treasures hid 'neath the floor, he found only an ashy heap, heard only the mournful words:

"The mermen and mermaids are dead. The geists have ceased to reign."

Far out on the blue bosom of the sea the jolly captain rode, shouting uproariously over the treasure he had secured.

"Precious wonder-mill," he sang, "I will try thee in all thy ways. First salt for savor, then ducks for food, and gold to the end of my days." And he started the tiny wheels, and clapped his hands frantically at its ready compliance to his will.

Forth poured the sparkling, crusty grain in one buzzing maze of whiteness. Thick gathered the milky drifts from bow to stern. Still shouted the captain his savage joy till--a-sudden he paused, gazed as if spell-bound on the mill's mad work, with a cry of terror sprang forward and grasped the check. But, in vain. There was no surcease to its labor. Higher and higher up lifted the mighty salt banks, and, in a twinkling, both destroyed and destroyer sank helpless into the depths of the sea.

And, down amid the green sea-weeds, the wonder-mill still stands, pouring forth salt the whole day long--no hand to check its raging; for the mermen and mermaids are all dead, and the geists have ceased to reign.

And this is why the sea-water is salt.

I already know the answer but I'm the one who posted the question so I'm just gonna give a few hints that I couldn't fit in the riddle: it was a real event in history and the test was a genetics test.

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Someone who had enough time to actually look up and see them when the clouds are parted.

Faber earned his money by decorating eggs with a substance called ge. Later on, these were known as Faber ge eggs, or more commonly as Faberge eggs.

I would have a clean telephone.

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