Whenever I read 'Kyle' I still translate to 'Wildchild' - so that question threw me for a moment.
(I don't have any answers, just thought I'd mention.)
- Le Messor
Calvin: I'll bet you'd rather have a bowl of tasty, lip-smacking crunchy-on-the-outside, chewey-on-the-inside, chocolate frosted sugar bombs! Can I pour you some?
Dad: No, thanks. I'm trying to reach middle age.
Yeah, there'd be a lynching if so.