I'd dip a grilled cheese in that, no problem!
If I can manage to not gag myself with the tines of that fork while I'm eating broth, my life is improved forever.
Stop distracting me, soup, I don't want to date you I just want to eat you!
Because sometimes someone leaves a heart at your place that doesn't belong to you but you're not wild about giving it back.
There's soup in my feet!
Chewing is sometimes a herculean task. Thank goodness for instant sludge in a packet.
Did I say soul? I meant SOUP. Peer into my soup. Isn't it pretty?