> At my house we have some toilet paper called "Angel Soft." This leads to a interesting question. How did they test this, or is the toilet tissue actually made of ground up angels? Either way, I don't think angels had a good time. Oh well, it's not like I'm going to heaven anyways. I just ate a bowl of icecream called "Forbidden Chocolate."

Oh, you can never trust those ice cream manufacturers. One night, despairing and depressed, I wrote my will and then consumed a bowl of "Death by Chocolate." After discovering the fradulent claims implied by the name, I gained courage and tried other uhealthily named flavors such as "Chunky Monkey" and "New York, New York," both by Ben and Jerry's. Happily, they did not taste like simian or concrete, respectively.

As for "Angel Soft," I always imagined that angels are pretty tough. I mean, they don't seem to have any material form, save when they choose to, and they're always zipping around delivering divine messages to mortals cowering in fear at their presence. Soft people don't inspire that kind of awe, save maybe for the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man in Ghostbusters, and even then I'm sure the New Yorkers didn't take him too seriously.

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