Message #1140

[goldenearring]

nc - Now that I've spent the day with my new Hoover Farrington, you *should* be drooling, baby!  That sucker has brushes that whirl and twirl and beat out a jungle rhythm to get the crud out of the carpet; heck, it even has a SURGE button.  That's right!  Need more clean?  SURGE, baby, SURGE:  Hoover Inferno!  (Yes, I really do dance with the steam vac.  It's no fun, though, unless you get the left arm going like Debra Winger's in Urban Cowboy, though, too!)  Hubby and I almost coughed up a hairball, though, when we dumped the first bucket of dirty carpet water down the toilet. We feel like human beings again, and we owe it all to Mr. Farrington.  "Hoovie" has performed nothing less than a miracle to our very abused carpets today.  We are once again the proud owners of off-WHITE basement carpet, not 50-foods-stained berber!



Bethalize - Yes, 27 things at a crack:  throw them away, but it's not every day.  It's like once a week.  I think I found about 2700 things to toss on my first attempt, though.  (Does my garbage dude love me?!  You know it.)  Add to that about 25 trips to the thrift store (2700 things to give away, dontcha know), and you'll understand why there is a job for the SuperFLY out there!  The packrats are out there.  Trust me; some of us can find 27 things to throw away - - no sweat at all.