Scrubbing Bubbles®

[A. BETTIK]

While in the bathroom doing that which no other could do for me, my gaze alit upon the window sill where rested a can of Scrubbing Bubbles®. A hard working bubble with white furrowed eyebrows, sparkly golden bristles on its underside and an ® gazed back at me from the can.

I seem to remember an endless onslaught of commercials in the 1970's firmly establishing this product's presence if not acceptance in the public mind.

As I was wrapping up my business, it struck me that somehow my jaded regard for all commercials had missed a grand and decades due opportunity to doubt this product.

Scrubbing bubbles? WTF? What a total absolute crock of B.S.! That's got to be right up there with that Shamu cloth.

 

[X-Ray_Horn]

Have you ever used it?

I was a doubter as well, but it's actually one of the few products that delivers as promised.

Haven't tried Sham-well (Sham-WOW), but I would like to punch the pitchman.

 

[GatorDave]

I just want to know how you got that 'circle R' trademark symbol in bbs format.

 

[NativeTXchic]

Not sure about the "Scrubbing Bubbles" but Tilex sure the hell works! That potent smell though! DAMN!!!

 

[YuppiePrick]

Scrubing Bubbles for the shower/tub is the only way to go.

Spray it. Wait a minute. Then just wipe it down.

Let the bubbles do the scrubbing!

 

[MilkmanDan]

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[killerfrog17]

I'm in! ®

 

[DoobieWah]

First page ®

 

[CottonEyedHorn]

beats me

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and for added measure

€ §

 

[majorwhiteapples]

I had a Scrubbing Bubbles watch as a kid. My mom still has the watch. Talk about great Marketing, that is all I use in the bathroom.

 

[Texanne]

We had a can of Scrubbing Bubbles*. It was sitting on the bathroom countertop. My mother went into the bathroom to fix her hair because she was going out somewhere. She picked up the can of hairspray and let fly.

Only it wasn't hairspray.

She sprayed her hair with Scrubbing Bubbles*. It sat atop her head like an ice cream cone.

I walked past the bathroom and did a double-take. As she stood there, laughing and crying at the same time, the only thing that came to mind was that old line we used to holler at Riff Raff:

"Who does your hair -- Dairy Queen?!?"
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* I don't know how to make the little trademark thingy.