The three Sexy Soldiers all gather around Madam Conchita as she introduced her nephew who was also Sexy Jupiter. He had left his home in New Mexico to come live and train with his aunt to take over her store one day. Not the fortune shop but her taco stand across the street called "Conchita's Crusty Taco", with her famous brown cheese.

"Why didn't Leche come and save us like he usually does?" Chris asked Rich.

"He had an audition for a new horror movie called "Cows in a Classroom," Rich remembered Leche mentioning it the other night.

A cow wearing pink sunglasses and a scarf came running.

"I got the part! I'm going to be a star! People will beg for a taste of my man cow milk, with all the vitamins and nutrients like protein," Leche exclaimed, as he turned to Tony Tony Santos.

"What are you doing here? What happened to you playing the sax in your band?" Leche questioned the brown donkey boy, that smelt like a fresh cooked chimichanga.

"Bro, it didn't work out. They weren't ready for a brown guy with such skills. My music was so good that women would explode in their seats, even a few men..." Santos said with an arousing tone.

The two were former buddies in the entertainment industry back in the old days. Leche left their old band to get back to his passion with acting and saving the earth.

"Lets go inside and Ill tell you all about the new movie Cows in a Classroom, its about this small town that is experimented on by the government and how the farm cows rebel and take the children of the town hostage. The cows want revenge for the cows who had been milked, and demand to milk the humans or will destroy the world!" Leche continued to tell the rest of the story as the day light faded into night.

'Seriously, who wants to milk a human? Huh? Who the hell does that?' Santos wondered until his head hurt, and he stumbled into Madam Conchitas prized crystal balls.

"STUPID! You're busting my balls! Crazy ass!" Conchita shouted as she chased Santos around the room while shaking her taco at him. (Not the good kind of taco)

Another day was saved, but how long could they keep this up? One Sexy Soldier was left until the final battle was to take place for the world's peace. But who was it that they were looking for?

In the middle of a large room covered in gold and jewels lay Mistress Oprah on her cheetah print silk sheets, as she watched the battle that had taken place. Her face became twisted and she spat out her chocolate covered mashed potatoes and fried chicken.

"HAHAHA! So they even managed to defeat two of my generals at the same time. I will have to punish them later," she spoke to herself as she was being fed grapes by her lover Bill Gates.

"Billy! I'm so upset that I could almost not eat small chocolate covered Cuban babies deep fired in chicken grease and rolled in coconut," Oprah pouted.

"There there, my larger than life burnt toast of a woman you. Daddy has a new present for you. I just got her mail ordered from China," Bill cooed, soothing her fat soul and pointed to a large crate brought into the room.

"She is the newest bootlegged model made from the best Chinese children that there is. OPEN THE CRATE!" Bill shouted to the two henchmen.

The crate lid exploded off knocking the henchmen out the window into the moat that had just been filled with hungry African babies that Oprah had shipped over. The Chinese babies were in the back making her moo moos and Nikes. A rush of fried rice spilled out from the crate, two small slanted eyes glowed red from the inside of the crate.

"MAMA LIKE, MAMA LIKE!" Oprah shouted and clapped her ham hock hands.
Mistress Oprah was clearly delighted in her new toy and was ready to play. She clapped her hands and her three generals came running in and bowed at her large brown Vienna sausage looking feet.

"Yes, our large and lovely Mistress of the Hershey," The three relied all at once.

Mistress Oprah snapped her fingers and the figure in the crate stepped out slowly. It was an Chinese woman with shoulder length hair and eyes that pierced like needles in a hobo's ass as he waited in line to get a free meal on Thanksgiving day in the cool autumn breeze.

"Hi, me Isella. How may I serve you today?" Isella spoke in a soft voice, but she didn't do very well in English class so her English was limited and was amusing to listen to.

Oprahs lips moved, "My my, I think Oprah will love you very long time. Dan Dan Chan, take her out tomorrow and lets see what her Asianness can do.

"Yes, as you wish Mistress, with a chocolate covered heart filled with cherries," Dan replied with a smile.

He, the Large and Lovely Mistress of the Hershey! That's hilarious. Anyway... Yeah. Isella seems like she shall be a threat, huh? Well, you'll find out, next time on Sexy Soldiers!

"Mayo and Yum Yum Tacos"