Well, I'm not up to the political nonsense right now.
I just made huge quantities of my famous wedding soup,
the amended version which serves
as a complete entrée rather than a first course.
Now the Gestapo will be presently disturbing it among the other old ladies in the neighborhood
because I'm not up to it.
Trust me, TOP, if any of us, particularly myself,
had even a modicum of the required energy,
I could get all kinds of action on this block
just over that soup.
The Gestapo doesn't seem the least bit concerned.
She, in fact, is the one filling up the plastic containers
because I'm completely gassed
and my poor back is throbbing.
I wish that I could have made this soup when I was a young man,
but I suppose younger ladies don't really get excited over soup anyway,
then or now,
so no matter.
Forget that I mentioned it.