My Ode to Shout Stain-remover
Grass stain on little shorts?
Shout.
Chocolate ice cream on little shirt, pants, mama's shirt, and blankets?
Shout.
Mud on the butt of little pants?
Shout.
Wild raspberry stains on everyone's shirts AND pants?
Shout.
Mysterious stain on garage sale clothing find?
Shout.
Miraculously successful with this use.
Red pen left uncapped on good bedspread leading to a huge spreading stain?
Shout...
Both for the bedspread and at the husband for doing the dastardly deed.
My love knows no bounds
for the magical chemistry that is Shout stain-remover.
1 comment:
I'm right there with you, Summer. Those stain sticks have gotten more dirt, grass stains, and blood out of my Taekwon-Do uniforms than I can count.
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