So THAT'S where that went!
Waiter, there's a pin in my soup!
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
Didn't you want a prize for finishing your soup?
Waiter, there's a puzzle piece in my soup!
Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
Oh, so that's where the missing last piece went!
Waiter, there's an ice cube in my soup!
N-Web sis of stardf, _Rillian_, & jerenda
Proud to be Sirya the Madcap Siren
Ma'am, vichyssoise is supposed to be served cold.
Waiter, there's a fork in my soup!
But all night, Aslan and the Moon gazed upon each other with joyful and unblinking eyes.
Indeed, yes. The use of a spoon to obtain the dumplings has proved a most time consuming and frustrating endeavor.
Waiter, there’s a piece of sandpaper in my soup!
You asked for a soup that was smooth.
Waiter, there are dice in my soup!
Movie Aristotle, AKA Risto
Well, I'm glad you took a chance on it.
Waiter, there's a TV remote in my soup!
N-Web sis of stardf, _Rillian_, & jerenda
Proud to be Sirya the Madcap Siren
Yes, that's our trademark Tasty Victual technology, allowing you to adjust the flavor to your specifications with just the click of a button.
Waiter, there's a swan in my soup!
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
Yes, you look so elegant we gave you a little swan to symbolise grace and elegance!
Waiter, there's a gum snake in my soup!
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Gummy bears are out of season.
Waiter, there’s a straw in my soup.
Movie Aristotle, AKA Risto
Oh, this isn't soup. It's just a very shallow smoothie!
Waiter, there's a button in my soup!
N-Web sis of stardf, _Rillian_, & jerenda
Proud to be Sirya the Madcap Siren
Dreadfully sorry about this. Instead of writing down you wanted custom made soup, I wrote tailor made.
Waiter, there’s a leprechaun in my soup!
Oh dear, there WAS originally a pot of gold in there, but he must have got to it first, t' be sure, t' be sure...
Waiter, there's a salamander in my soup!
"Now you are a lioness," said Aslan. "And now all Narnia will be renewed."
(Prince Caspian)
Didn't you order the flaming hot soup? Why else would a salamander appear?
Waiter, there's a glass bottle in my soup!
Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
Is there a ship inside it?
Waiter, there's a microchip in my soup!
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."