The last few times I've been driving around a particular corner in my extended neighborhood, I've spent the next 15 or so minutes musing about a bandit sign that says if I have a dirty carpet I should visit the website for a company called Ethical Services. I would list the sign verbatim, but I don't want to start getting crazy trackbacks.
Anyway, the fact that a company with this name would offer carpet cleaning has sent my mind reeling on how many different permutations might bring me to the point where I need my carpet cleaned by them. Here are two that Bill and I discussed this morning:
Me: "Your crime of passion against your spouse/lover has left a huge blood stain on your living room rug. What to do? Call Ethical Services. We can counsel you on cleaning—and confession."
Bill: "Night of passion with your new lover left red wine all over your spouse's expensive Persian rug? Ethical Services can help you get that stain out—and get your marriage back on track."
I'm taking scenarios from anyone out there willing to play along.
Nasty meth-cooking residue ruining the rug in your trailer home? We can help. (And, for a limited time only, get $200 toward dentures with each carpet we clean!)
Posted by: snarx | January 30, 2007 at 09:36 PM
(Proof of detox required.)
Posted by: snarx | January 30, 2007 at 09:36 PM
The dentures are my favorite part.
Posted by: tbtine | January 30, 2007 at 10:06 PM
aww, dag, that's nasty.
Posted by: the idiot | January 30, 2007 at 10:07 PM