Every night my wife scares the hell out of me. After brushing her teeth, she rinses with mouthwash, and though the mouthwash was purchased at our local pharmacy, it comes in an insanely industrial sized bottle.
A ridiculous bottle, really.
Not unlike the industrial sized bottle of carpet cleaner that we keep under the sink as well.
Here are the two bottles, side by side.
I ask you:
Which is mouthwash and which is carpet cleaner?
Hard to tell. Right?
How about now? Look quick.
Did you get it right?
Can you see why I might panic every night when I see my wife dumping what I think is carpet cleaner into her mouth?