Why, yes -- yes, I am trying to make you somewhat nauseous. Whatever gave me away?
Cans of soup so large I to tell them "Fuck You." In a not-bad way.
Discover during a late-night/early morning grocery run. Just the soup in the can weighs more than most new-born children, although I doubt it's more delicious. (I was rocking the Blood Libel when rocking the Blood Libel wasn't cool, etc.)