Tomato Soup When Meathead came into the house we all yelled, "Oh my gosh!" Tomato soup soon filled the sink to give our dog a wash. He reeked like rotten sauerkraut, mixed with moldy funk. Meathead had been scented by a smellorific skunk. After scrubbing Meathead clean it seemed like such a waste to let that soup go down the drain, I thought, "How would it taste?" Tomato soup is something that my brother likes to eat. So, I filled a bowl and placed it on the table by his seat. Copyright © 2000, Robert Pottle All Rights Reserved |