Today, while Joe and I were out running errands, we stopped at Vons and bought some Cock Flavored Soup.

That was not the main reason we stopped at Vons. We just happened to see it in the aisle and were immediately awestruck by its comedic potential. Joe said he wanted to send it to a friend of his, so we had to buy it. Seriously, how could we not?

The best part was when we got to the checkout counter with the rest of our items, the most amazing thing happened. The soup wouldn't scan! The cashier guy asked the bagger guy to get a price check. He tried to keep a straight face as he walked off. He struggled even worse when he returned to report with as serious a face as he could muster, "There is no price on the Cock Flavored Soup."

The cashier guy took the soup over to another counter to ask the people over there how much it cost. He was clearly laughing as he approached them, and soon all of them were smirking and starting to laugh, too. Everyone tried to be professional but the powers of the soup are far too superior! The bagger guy shook his head and muttered, "Sorry," as he stifled his laughter. All of us were either starting to giggle or just smiling really wide as we refused to make eye contact less we burst into hysterics.

After our transaction was complete, Joe and I left the store, Cock Flavored Soup in tow, and laughed all the way back to the car.