well it's been lovely talking to ya, and- actually, there's just one more thing I'd like to get straightened out, and then I'll be out of your hair.
you said you were 'at soup', and you couldn't find any clothes, if I remember correctly? I was wondering what you meant by that.
yes, yes, I understand- it's just... see, here's the thing. I'm not all that familiar with soup, you know, couldn't tell you the difference between tomato and cream of, but my wife, well, she loves soup. can't get enough of it! I expect when I get home today she'll have stocked up the pantry with all her favourites again. I tell ya, she's a lovely woman, but we don't quite have the space for all this-
sorry, I'll get to the point. where was I?
yes, that's right. see, I was telling my wife about you- I hope you don't mind, I just wanted to tell her about what a wonderful man you are -and she says, you listen to this, she says that there are no clothes at soup! says you can't buy them there! I could hardly believe it, but like I said, she's a real expert on this stuff, and wouldn't you know it, she was right! never doubt my wife, there's a lesson for ya.
so here's my question for ya- why were you buyin' clothes at the soup store?