Back in the glory days of the Roman Republic they had six Vestal Virgins who served the goddess Vesta. One year several died of a plague, and it was essential that the number be brought back up to 6 so the various rites could be performed lest the Republic fall. Once the plague was over riders were sent to the four directions of the wind plus two to find replacements who had been born at the same moment the previous vestal virgins had died. When the riders returned they found they’d had brought back one too many. The recruits drew straws and the one with the short straw was free to go her way. But now here she was hundreds of miles—sorry, thousands of stadia—from home, with nothing to do. Being an enterprising young thing she started an olive oil company and grew it into the largest woman-owned business in the whole Republic. She sold only first-pressed, cold-pressed oil. People loved it and she named her company “Extra Virgin Olive Oil."
@RCdeWinter @MelanieBurd The politics on here get me so riled up anymore, it’s your jokes that brings my blood pressure down. A heart felt thank you for being my new BP medicine 😁
@RCdeWinter And now I know the rest of the story.
@RCdeWinter ahhhhhhh!!....I always wondered where that extra virgin came from...dang!...now I feel soooo edumacated!! 😂😂😂
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@RCdeWinter Someone looked at a bottle of olive oil and came up with this joke.