Cranky soup

When we run out of stuff at home, when we remember, we write it up on the whiteboard magnetically attached to the fridge, so next time I go shopping, if I remember to check the whiteboard, I can remember to get whatever it is we’ve run out of, on top of the usual stuff I always get, like half ‘n’ half and juice oranges and cat fud.
So we ran out of laundry soap, I guess, a week or so ago, and B wrote it up on the fridge. Out of the corner of my eye I could have sworn it read “Cranky Soup.”
Will you be having a cup or a bowl, sir?