Someone please explain to me why, on God's green earth, we can send a man to the moon (which I'm really starting to question, by the way), and we can make tiny robots to assist in delicate surgery in the innermost places of a human body, but we cannot make a spray nozzle that actually accesses ALL of the spray in the bottom of a spray bottle. Come on, you know what I'm talking about: The inch of product at the bottom of the bottle that you cannot use because when you tilt the bottle to spray the area of interest the liquid becomes out of reach of that magic plastic tube that is supposed to dispense the product onto the desired area. I'll tell you why. Because the little man at The Clorox Company that is in charge of spray nozzles hasn't been up at 12:30 at night desperately trying to access that precious bit of bleach spray at the bottom of the bottle to clean up the vomit from his precious baby girl off of the bathroom floor in the desperate attempt of a fool at the end of his rope to keep his other baby girl from also getting the stomach flu. So, here's to you, The Clorox Company, and the man in charge of spray bottles.
Thanks. For. Nothing.
Oh, and about those wipes: they are NOT streak free!
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