You will now purchase your cans of soup for the week, which you will measure as a span of seven days. If you are inclined to purchase cans of soup of different sizes and/or shapes, I will, at this time, insist that you purchase seven different kinds of soup from a single brand thus ensuring that-despite the different kinds of soup-they are all contained within the same sizes/shapes of can adorned with paper labels of uniform trade dress. If you are not inclined to purchase cans of soup, you will now adjust your inclinations so that they tend towards purchasing and consuming soup from the can. Once you have purchased your cans of soup for the week, I will now require you to take note of the paper labels glued to the cans. Take a good look, because those labels are going away forever. You will now be required to remove the paper labels and dispose of them as you see fit-so long as those labels are, indeed, disposed of with no possibility of being re-glued to the soup cans. Once you have succeeded in this endeavor, I will now require you to mix up the de-labeled cans until it is impossible for you to recall which can contains what kind of soup. Once you have accomplished these tasks you will be permitted some measure of satisfactory feeling. If you so choose, you may-at this time-take a "break" of a duration no longer than five minutes. Break or no, we must, at last, proceed apace into the most consequential phase of our endeavor: the daily consumption of your purchased cans of soup. Which consists of the following: when the time of your day comes that is reserved for preparing and ingesting soup, you will no doubt find yourself with a dilemma: how are you to decide-from among the de-labeled cans of soup-which to open? If you are craving Chicken Noodle, but you happen to open a can of Italian Wedding, well, you cannot very well despise and abandon the Italian Wedding-food waste is, I will assume, repugnant to us both. If you are not bothered by food waste, then I will now require you to adopt my own views on this matter. As you go through your week, you may very well find yourself wondering-meal by meal-what your day would've been like had you happened to blindly choose a soup other than what you ended up with on the day. You may find yourself tantalized by what might have been. I urge you to consider this feeling of tantalization at some depth: does it interfere with your enjoyment of the soup? Is this tantalization, finally, pernicious? Or is this tantalization flavor additive-almost like a condiment or seasoning? In the end, these insights and answers are yours alone, tho' you may attempt to express and/or explain them to other beings if you so choose.
OPTIONAL RULE: PLAY THE GAME OF MYSTERIOUS SOUP FOR SO LONG AS YOU ARE A CONSUMER OF SOUP.
