"I can make good soup with anything," my

"I can make good soup with anything," my hubby said. I pfft-ed and scribed more plans for world domination. He swiped my notes and threw them into the pot. The broth gurgled evilly

because of the low-quality grain of paper I use for all my evil plans. "That doesn't look like very good soup," I lectured my husband. He looked nervous, but asked me to wait a bit

before activating my soup-destroying death ray. Only the highest quality soup would remain after switching it on. Then I could steal it all and open an amazing soup restaurant.

I took stock of my plans. I needed to let things simmer so they don't boil over. I am a Souper Villain with a soup-destroying death ray. My first target would be Campbell's

soup plant which dominates the economy of Tomatoland. I rowed for 3 days & nights across the Chicken Noodle Sea cackling evilly & landed at Port Cockaleekie. I set my death ray to

"Turn All Lifeforms into Pink Bunnies" and aimed the ray at the city to my left. With a squeeze of the trigger, a blinding bright beam shot out into the darkness ahead of me. I the

only person saw the dire consequences of ecosystem collapse if all life forms became pink bunnies rummaged through my mind for applications for so many bunnies. A whole city had

Been built during a wood chopping competition. Then it had been burned during the election propaganda season. There were no forests left for firewood. What a waste of resources!

returned to it: ashes to ashes, dust to dust. We melded with the elements, grew fetid over time, and later found ourselves literally out on a limb, waving to passersby.