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I don't need a cell phone...I'm going to text message you in the alphabet soup!

Soup of the month.

Alphabet soup gets cold for slow readers.

"Hey! There's a hair in my soup!"

I can't smile without you...

The Huge-Underground Vat theory of why all wonton soup tastes exactly the same.

Food manufacturing industry in a soup.

Frank and Ernie's Diner. Today: Alphabet Soup. The little green pieces? --- That's Ernie's idea. It's Q-cumber.

'I don't get it... Our business model was exactly the same.'

'This is not Hungarian stew.' 'We ran out of Hungarians.'

Foodies at a Diner. We'll have the alphabet soup, unless it's Helvetica or Times New Roman.

"How do I know if it's fresh?... You asked for 'the soup of the day'. You didn't specify what day."

"Mom, what kind of soup do we eat when we're sick?"

'Waiter, there's going to be a fly in my soup!'

Frank and Ernie's Diner. I'll have the beef and tomato consomme from Santiago. Coming up one chilly Chile Chili!

"Sarge, this soup tastes watery."

Just Stop Oil Painting

"It's still stew but the celebrity chef wants to call it a deconstructed steak and ale pie with a dusting of salt in a brown sauce coulis."

'Still no Christmas card from the Pope? - We did send HIM once, didn't we?'

"A foot bath after a long hard day at work is really nice!"

"My famous chicken soup! The secret ingredient is the rum."

"Young man, don't you ever add pepper to my soup again!"

'Can't you read?!'

'I can't believe it's not butter!'

'It's your S.O.S. note returned with spelling corrections on it.'

"She said this is not the same old alphabet soup, this one has a new font."

Post early for Christmas 2010.

'As a gastroenterologist, what would you take for this soup?'

I think the alphabet soup expired.

Diner. Menu. You overcooked the alphabet soup. The letters aren't holding their shape. We'll just say it's "cursive style"!

'There's a lamb chop in my soup.' - 'Oh, that's where it got to. It belongs to table six.'

Waiter, there are tiny bubbles rising to the surface of my clam chowder. Conclusion" there's a flatulent fly in my soup. ? ?

I always wanted a pony. I guess this is as close as I'll ever get. "Waiter, there's a pony in my soup"? It would never work.

'There's an inspector here from the Board of Health who would like to see the chicken soup.'

"Oh, knock it off! It's only cream of asparagus."