A nonesenseicle blog that has nothing to do with gummi bears.

Soup at Hand

So the other day I was at the grocery store looking at soup, mostly because I like soup. And I come to the soup at hand section, you know those soups that are in those microwavable cups. And I come across something that catches my eye.

It says soup at hand like all do. But I noticed something very odd about the flavor. Chicken and stars....
Now if you didn't catch that I repeat. chicken and STARS. Its a soup that you drink from a cup with a hole that smaller than the hole on my soda. Why should I care if its shaped like a star? And since im not looking at it, how do I even know if it is a star? And not a rainbow? The only way to tell would be to dump it on the floor, but that would be a waste. And I cant dump it in a bowl because if I had bowls I wouldn't need to drink my soup.

And do the stars even give off a unique flavor? Or do they make the soup hotter?

I have contacted the Campbell soup company with my question and hopefully I will get a response soon.


File Under:

If I were a monkey

If I were a monkey I would be the little ones at the circus that follow around the bears on tricycles. The bear would be on the tric not me. For I cannot ride them with my little monkey graspers. But I would have a whip and I would follow around the bear whipping him everytime he took a wrong turn or growled at a little girl because he wants her cotton candy.
But only because I want the cotton candy too.
File Under:

My chair.

The chair I am sitting in right now is one that I yanked from the kitchen, its wooden and not very comfortable. and since it is wood and very hard (lol) it does tend to hurt my ass. Even after putting a pillow on it, it still doesn't feel very good. But I wonder, if the chair had a mind of it's own, do you think it would complain just as much as I do about sitting on it? Or would it thank me for fulfilling its purpose?
File Under: