Here's the deal though. By now you know that many people in my life have nicknames. Well, Egypt does too. Except his is more along these lines; inappropriate for a family-oriented publication. So I had to come up with a good, usable nickname for him. And because he is half Egyptian, as in his father is off the boat (well, off the plane as it were, but his father was born in Egypt anyway) the name I used was Egypt. Well that's just retarded anyway, because it really should be The Egyptian. That's just proper English, and it makes much more sense. That's my bad. But a couple of weeks later I realized that a more proper and unique name, and one that he would undoubtedly like more, would be The Pharaoh. So the deal was this: Once he graduated FOR REAL that means he is all grown up so then I would start calling him The Pharaoh.
So congratulations buddy. We are immensely proud of you for sticking with it and finishing school. Good luck to you as you move on from here. I hereby rechristen you The Pharaoh, to be called as such from here on out. I am far too busy and more so lazy to go back through the archives and change all the references to you in the past, so you all are going to have to deal with that. But it's okay. Because now we can move on and change things for the better. And that's what life is all about, isn't it? Just don't let it go to your head Pharaoh.