Never Send A Man to Wal-Mart...

I sent P to Wal-Mart to get water and Comet. Not so hard, right?

He came home with "drinking water". That's okay. I'd rather have the Spring water, but I can deal with it. No big.

But then he pulls out the 409. "Here." he says, "It was on sale."

Now, how in the hell am I supposed to scrub the bathtub with 409???!!!?!?