She was quite satisfied with terrorizing the community of dust bunnies under her bed using her dependable broom (now upgraded to a vacuum cleaner) until she heard Marx's cry. Now, she knows that life is so much more than that: there are so many things to CONQUER.

And so she began terrorizing the universe of mildew in her bathroom.

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Her name is Pepperella. Google search will tell you nothing about her, except for the fact that she's spamming the World Wide Web with her inanities. (Note: She's holding fortress with 5 other blogs. Please excuse her.)

Guy 1: "Pepperella? You mean, offspring of Peppermint and Mozzarella?"
Guy 2: "No way, pare. Peppermint and Mozzarella are both female names."
Guy 1: "Pfffft... two women can adopt, you know."
Guy 2: "Whatever. Aha! I got it! Pepper ni Ella!"
Guy 1: "Or Pep ni rella!
Guy 2: "Ooooh I got it! I got it! ... PEPE NI ZARELLA!!!"

So there you go. They could surmise but can never be really sure. And whether the "pepe" in the deduction is a guy's name or the tagalog name for the female's genital, we can never be sure too.

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Shakespeare said, " What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

True, true. But then, Pepperella is not sweet. She's spicy.