“Excuse me?”
“Your toilet paper choice. Angel Soft. Exquisite.”
She looked at me with the blankness one would expect after being complimented on toilet tissue choice.
“Are you seriously hitting on me based on my toilet paper?”
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“Is it working?”
“Absolutely not.”
Five years later, we were married.
Six years later, we had our first kid.
Sixteen years later, we had our fifth kid.
Angel Soft clearly works.