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And again, on the trail of work....

I have been through two phone calls, and two face to face interviews, and now just completed the background info for yet another job possibility! I am quite hopeful with this one! I can't really say who it Is yet, But Maybe later.....

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Have vagina, will travel.....

Sound odd? Yes, indeed it does, but let me explain.

Did you know, that there are virgin women out there, advertising on the internet to sell their virginity? Well, it is true.

Now don't get me wrong, have at it! I mean something as special as one's virginity is there own virtue to deal with, sell, give away, what have you, but I have one issue. See, some men don't see the worth of a $3.00 cup of coffee, yet they will bid on a "virgin"? Seriously? Now, I am quite aware of "the power of the penis" and what that power does to the brain, but lets think for a moment.

I would agree with the sale of virginity whole heartedly if the following were required and at "the penis's" expense, above and beyond the actual bid price.

1) No dinner and a movie. I suggest a background check, blood test and 9 references.
2) A period of "courting" for at least three months must take place, with at least two face to face occasions per week.
3) Under no circumstances is "the penis" to ever touch the vagina with out the safe guard of a condom.
4) "The Penis" must of course be un-wed, and meet "The vagina's" parents.
5) The funds for the transaction must be cleared and accepted prior to de-flowering.
6) This is the most important, we know that "The Penis" has expectations, but when it comes to a virgin with no experience, you get what you get. On that same note, I suggest "the virgin" have expectations in writing, and if "the penis" does not fulfill those, then "the penis" will pay for college, a car, and maybe "the vagina's" first home

Seriously! Virginity for sale? I wonder if Walmart is selling it for less.....

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Sunday Breakfast...

On Sunday, Kyle and I and some friends had Breakfast with the fabulous, and famous SSG! She is doing well, and is as HOT as ever!!! I think the waiter was hitting on her, as he had to bring her food completely separate from the rest of us, and I swear I caught him checking out if his ass looked good in the mirror. We dined and chatted, the whole time, the entire restaurant was whispering about who SSG was, but of course that was to be expected, what with the Jackie O sun glasses and all......

When the reporters started flocking at the door, I whisked her away through the back door. She survived unscathed and un-photographed (if that is a word, who knows.....) Regardless, I am now thinking of devoting my life to being her head of security at the compound within which we shall ALL live!

Just a point of note, if you are living with us at the compound, it is a requirement that you tell me every single day, no scratch that, you tell me every single time you see me, that my pants make my ass look fabulous!!!! I am not in need of support for my own esteem, it is just that I have to compete with SSG!!!

So, FANTASTIC RECIPE.....

Butternut squash and apple soup! (really, you will love it, I swear!!!)

Ingredients
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
2 tablespoons good olive oil
4 cups chopped yellow onions (3 large)
2 tablespoons mild curry powder
5 pounds butternut squash (2 large) (I actually roasted mine - cut in half, lay cut side down and bake at 350 for 40 min...)
1 1/2 pounds sweet apples, such as McIntosh (4 apples)
2 teaspoons kosher salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 cups water
1 cups good apple cider or juice
Directions
Warm the butter, olive oil, onions, and curry powder in a large stockpot uncovered over low heat for 15 to 20 minutes, until the onions are tender. Stir occasionally, scraping the bottom of the pot.

Peel the squash, cut in half, and remove the seeds. Cut the squash into chunks. Peel, quarter, and core the apples. Cut into chunks.

Add the squash, apples, salt, pepper, and 2 cups of water to the pot. Bring to a boil, cover, and cook over low heat for 30 to 40 minutes, until the squash and apples are very soft. Process the soup through a food mill fitted with a large blade, or puree it coarsely in the bowl of a food processor fitted with a steel blade.

Pour the soup back into the pot. Add the apple cider or juice and enough water to make the soup the consistency you like; it should be slightly sweet and quite thick. Check the salt and pepper and serve hot.

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The six year old terrorist....

Our friend "Lil Deb" has expressed a concern to me that I find very odd. She stated that there was a six year old boy, who used his finger as a pretend gun and said "pew, pew" as if making the shooting noise. She stated this child was expelled due to a "zero tolerance" rule, and his mother is at wits end with what to do.........

So, Kyle says....(see yesterdays post).....

In this day and age, with the gigantic drop out rate of high-school age young adults, war on television and passing out condoms to kindergardeners, something must be done. We must vanquish this type of imaginary behavior. I suggest we do the following:

1) Place this child on the terrorist watch list.
2) Place this child on the "Do not fly" list.
3) Castrate this child immediately.
4) Place this incident on the child's permanent record, thus preventing him from ever obtaining a job or contributing to society.
5) Blame the President for this child's actions, and scream in our "outdoor" voice that the sky is falling and run around in circles....

Please God, I know you receive a lot of prayers for cheaper beer, and a better year for NASCAR, but please take a look at this for me. I made imaginary guns with my fingers, and even made the "bang" sound with my highly technical vocal skills as a child, yet I graduated from school and did not destroy even my "G.I. Joe action figures"..... Non of my imaginary friends robbed banks, non of my stuffed animals ever pimped each other out, all my rehearsal time for a possible slot with the Village People never transpired into a real job and certainly non of my pets created an atomic bomb, so what has changed? Are we, as a society, blaming a six year old child for our own flaws? Is this six year old child to blame for drugs, war, gangs, incest, and molesting Priests? Really? Maybe we should all take a step back, take a big deep breathe, pull our heads out of our asses and hug the kid while telling him he could some day be president. I mean really, It worked for the Bushes, right??


Dear "P.C." reader. The above expression is in whole the views of Kyle and should not be in any way associated with the views of this Blogs owner. We, the members of "Spartacus wore a skirt", are not in any way associated with this Kyle person and are only presenting his views for your entertainment. In fact, we are actually working on two things at this time. One is to turn carbon dioxide back into oxygen and two, is to find a way to increase the frequency of sexual intercourse in our lives.

Thank you for your visit.

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Kyle says....

Okay, so the other day at work I found a flaw with the process the company on the whole was practicing. The details are not important, but the powers that be credited the issue to "Kyle" instead of me. So, basically, my name was not important enough to remember even though it was on the email address and the signature line. What ever the case, this mythical "Kyle" got the credit for a job well done which left my supervisor and direct managers completely baffled.

I, in turn, as is my usual tendency, let this slide for the betterment of humanity. "What?" you say? Let me describe....

So, basically, my efforts receive all due attention, but under the wrong name. Why would it matter? Let us say for a moment that I pointed out the error that occurred by the powers that be. These god-like managers that write the path of financial institutions would simply equate my situation as finger pointing and never allow me to move forward, yes, but if left alone, I have ultimate power! "How?" you might ask. Well, now I actually have the ultimate power by simply saying "Kyle did it!" or "Kyle said it!" or "By the power of Kyle, I command you!".....Get the picture?

So, for now, I am plotting a "Kyle" take over. Kyle is going to write a "Kyle says" collection of proverbs (not unlike Confucius....) This is where I need your help......Please, by all means, send everything possible for this worldly document in order to publish and become filthy rich so that we can not only obtain a pool, but a pool boy as well (and possibly a bar tender!!!)!

Here is what I have so far....

Kyle says "It is best to wipe from back to front"

Kyle says "Yes pubic hair is natural, but it still needs to be kept trimmed"

Kyle says "Ah, grasshopper, when nature calls, by all means call back, but as quietly as possible, lest the bear eats you before completion!!"

Kyle says "As we have learned from Lil Deb, do not microwave fish on high or microwave coffee smell bad!!"


Get the picture? Take a moment and let me know your thoughts! We, combined, can become Kyle and take over the universe (as long as it is in spandex......Oh, anyone have a bedazzler????)

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Did you know.....

Russia gave us this memorial which seems to never have been discussed.......

This is wonderful....

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