Well, there's no can opener...so I can't have that...
A man with 2 sons who constantly take, and lose, the can opener. He used to get pissed about it, but keep pretty calm...he just mumbled. But, now he has resigned to the fact that he'll never be in control of the can opener. His own control that he had exerted on his own father's can opener some 35 years ago now, but a memory. Damn, am I high. Anyway, so now he just states it . It just is. Now he says, while digging through cabinets; "Well, there's no can opener...so I can't have that..." and moves on to another shelf, hoping for nothing.