Sittin on the dock of a bay, watching my Tide roll away.
She was Marge in All.
I realized it was just the start of a whole new Era.
Then it Dawned on me.
It was a changing of the Tide.
Oh well. I guess my hands are Tide.
Tide with Bl-iotch!
I was able to turn the tide.
No pain, no Gain
Good scour bruh...
On the other hand, she had warts.
But then, this morning, I walked into the laundry room again and saw the Tides had turned.
I don't know why, but it just seems agitated.
I said “that’s the end of an Era.”
It's just so basic.
And it was called Twix and Shout!
Roll Tide
My dad held the bottle up and said, "If your mom would have stolen this, then it would be 'ill-gotten gain.'"
Yukyukyukyuk
"You mean it never Dawned on him that he was drinking detergent?"
My wife and sister were talking about laundry detergent the other day and her sister mentioned that Tide was coming out with a cheaper version of their detergent. I couldn't help but to chime in with "They should call it low tide"
