I hear it's easy to get ladies not to eat Tide pods.
It's more difficult to deter gents, though.
We ran out of laundry detergent today and had to open up a new one.
It was a changing of the Tide.
I was holding a bottle of laundry detergent when all of a sudden it exploded, completely drenching my hands.
Oh well. I guess my hands are Tide.
After buying grocers, I sat on the San Francisco pier and pondered life. My laundry detergent tipped over...
Now I’m sittin on the dock of a bay, watching my Tide roll away.
What do you call laundry detergent on the top shelf?
High tide.
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