Check please!! Look, I don’t know what Glenn Hernandez sprinkled on our soup, but… Either, he gave us the good stuff, or people would say my brain was infected by devils. I am straight tripping balls, three different, strange-looking dudes keep staring back at me from the minestrone. I am seriously giddy I did not get the alphabet soup…What’s that demons in my broth? You want me to murder my wife and make it look like auto-erotic asphyxiation? yes, I will soup spirits, i love you.