It was really tough to read through all your Method Air Refresher headlines to select my 40 favorites so far. Tough because so many of them were really funny and tough because so many of them made me want to vomit.
Speaking of vomit, when it comes to household smells, I have discovered there is a fine line between humorous household smells and smells so disgusting I can barely keep my lunch down. For example, a mouse died in my apartment once and the smell was so bad I almost moved, but I don’t know if decaying rodent is something I want to see in a Method ad. Ditto for cat piss and drunk husband sex.
Also, to the two people who’s houses smell because they have dead bodies rotting in their basements, I hope you are joking. I actually know one of you personally, and I AM OFFICIALLY NOT HANGING OUT WITH YOU ANYMORE.
Everyone else with the lost sippy cups of spoiled milk (so many lost sippy cups!) and the farting husbands (so many farting husbands!), you are in good company. Also, who knew that teenage boys smell like cheese?
Here are 40 Method Air Refresher headlines that managed to straddle the line between gross and hilarious. I even kept a couple of incontinent cats…
Like all Method products, Method’s new air refreshers are non-toxic, all-natural and eco-friendly. They are designed with revolutionary pressurized air technology, which means unlike most traditional aerosol sprays (which are powered by petroleum-based propellant mixed in with the product), they are powered by PURE AIR. When you spray, you fill your room with one of Method’s five vibrant all-natural scents. No CFCs (those are the things that destroy the ozone). No dirty propellants.
You can still enter the Method Air Refresher campaign contest by following the rules below. The grand prize winner will receive an $1,000 Target gift card and a year supply of Method Air Refreshers. Plus, nine secondary winners will get a $50 gift card and the complete line of Method Air Refreshers.
To enter, just make sure you…
1) Follow both Method and Mommy Shorts on facebook
2) Share this post in some way (like/share on facebook, tweet on twitter, call your mom, etc.)
3) Leave your headline below. (You can enter multiple times, but please only leave one headline per comment.)
The structure should be as follows…
You can find the full rules here.
My picks for the top ten headlines will be posted on September 4th. Then the winner will be selected by vote on September 17th.
If all goes well, this could really become part of Method’s air refresher campaign.
Keep ’em coming!
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This post was sponsored by Method, but all thoughts and opinions are my own.
As a mother of a newly teenaged son, I can totally relate to the ‘esssence of puberty’ which translates as bouquet of sweat and dirty socks with hints of lunchmeat.
Instead of my kitchen smelling like a melted crayon project Pinterest fail I’d like it to smell like French lavender
Instead of my classroom smelling like backpacks and litter boxes are interchangeable, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of my car smelling like forgotten evidence of mommy-only ice cream trips I’d like it to smell like fresh clover
Instead of my car smelling like a tangible example of what happens when potty training fails, I’d like it to smell like wild poppies.
Aw, the very first one was basically mine, just worded better. You guys are hilarious.
Instead of the nursery smelling like someone filled the diffuser with old cat urine, I’d like it to smell like French Lavender.
Instead of my entryway smelling like the upstairs neighbor’s ashtray, I’d like it to smell like fresh clover.
Instead of my family room smelling like my chain-smoking father-in-law who believes more cologne equals fewer showers, I’d like it to smell like Beach Sage.
I’m so relieved to know I’m not the only person who has to wash a load of clothes 3 times before finally remembering to put it in the dryer before the mold smell sets in!
Instead of my kitchen smelling like the horror that was congealed in the container at the back of my fridge, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of the bathroom smelling like the cat left a watery brown ‘gift’ in the bathtub, in 90-degree heat, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
(True story – only happened yesterday while we were out. The whole of upstairs feckin’ stank for HOURS. Pet diarrhea is a biatch. At least it wasn’t the carpet…)
Mine too except I said clover not tangerine.
Instead of my daughter’s dance bag smelling like the banana/apple? she left in her dance bag 4 months ago, I would like it to smell like fresh clover.
Instead of my car smelling like the fruit my toddler abandoned in the car seat a week ago, I would like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
There were a lot of people who used a similar line to the top one. But don’t worry, if it’s not your scent- I didn’t always use the scent that people picked so each scent was represented evenly.
Instead of my bedroom smelling like my husband’s old dorm room, I would like it to smell like french lavendar.
I just went back and checked- that one is yours- Barbara M!
Instead of my car smelling like my husband’s personal fart booth, I would like it to smell like fresh clover.
Instead of the three season porch smelling like the dog made it with a rabid skunk I would like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of the living room smelling like my toddler’s personal bathroom, I would like it to smell like wild poppy.
Pinned it!
http://www.pinterest.com/pin/134052526384133775/
Instead of the nursery smelling like regurgitated breast milk that was lazily “cleaned up with a baby wipe” at 2am, I’d like it to smell like Beach Sage.
Instead of my kitchen smelling like yet another pinstrosity, I would like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of our shoe rack smelling like salted dry fish plus thousand year old eggs (yes, those Chinese black eggs) mash together, I would like it to smell like wild poppy.
My husband said only Asian can truly understood that combination of smell. But I believe you all can just picture it and starts to smell it… right about now.
Instead of the coat closet smelling like the rotten egg I finally found in my daughters backpack from last years Easter art project, I’d like it to smell like French lavender.
Instead of my car smelling like the one time i decided to light up when i was finally alone and week old french fries shoved into the carseat id like it to smell like beach sage.
(Bad combo by the way, will never happen again)
Instead of the trunk smelling like the frozen dinner that must’ve slipped out of the grocery bag last week, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of my nursery smelling like our toddler figured out how to take off her poopy diaper and smear it on everything she can reach, I’d like it to small like beach sage.
Instead of my mother-in-law (and her room) smelling like vengeance and resentment, i’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine. 🙂
Instead of my kids room smelling like whatever the heck that thing is, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my gym bag smelling like I’d lent it out to everyone and their family, i’d like it to smell like French Lavender.
Instead of my kitchen smelling like we missed garbage day yet again, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of my daughter’s room smelling like the sopping wet pull-up she discreetly placed under her bed WEEKS AGO, I’d like it to smell like French Lavender.
My faves are the burnt cookies and the McD binge.
Instead of the bathroom smelling like everyone misses the toilet, I’d like it to smell like French Lavender.
Instead of the living room smelling like toots that make my 4 year old cry, i want it to smell like French lavender
Instead of my TV room smelling like the Ghosts of Spilled Breakfast Cereals Past, I’d like it to smell like French Lavendar.
Instead of my nursery smelling like cow patties in the wind… In august… , I would like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of my bathroom smelling like Billy Joe Bob’s truck stop, I’d like it smell like French lavender.
Instead of my car smelling like a taco stand dumpster on wheels, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my bathroom smelling like my son peed all over the wall during a sneezing fit, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my bathroom smelling like my dog went deep-sea diving in the toilet, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my bathroom smelling like my husband has been blowing the place up for hours playing games on his iPhone, I’d like it to smell like wild poppy.
Instead of my bathroom smelling like Aunt Flow’s vacation home, I’d like it to smell like wild poppy.
Sorry.
Instead of the garbage disposal smelling like my toddler shoved a diaper in it, I’d like it to smell like French lavender
Instead of my van smelling vaguely like old urine (and I can’t figure out why), I would like it to smell of fresh clover.
Instead of my garage smelling like warthogs and wet dog, I’d like it to smell like wild poppy.
Instead of my kitchen smelling like good eggs gone bad, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of my basement smelling like the litter box line at Catapalooza, I’d like it to smell like fresh clover.
these are funny. and IMO, you don’t need to designate the ‘port-a-potty’s’ at Oktoberfest.
When I went to Oktoberfest that entire area smelled like that (beer, pee, and vomit). who thought that crazy slinging carnival rides mixed with giant beer halls were a good idea?
Or maybe that was my first pregnancy, first trimester super sense of smell….
I can’t think of any bad smells that haven’t been mentioned. except for the beach sometimes smelling like dead fish, but you can’t really freshen that up with an air freshener.
Wow, many of you guys are simply hilarious!
Instead of my kitchen smelling like last night’s french fries, I’d like it to smell like French Lavender.
Instead of my son’s closet smelling like wild animals, I’d like it to smell like Wild Poppy.
Instead of my bedroom smelling like sweet lovin’, I’d like it to smell like Sweet Tangerine.
Instead of my laundry room smelling like used beach towels, I’d like it to smell like Beach Sage.
Instead of my mud-room smelling like fresh fertilizer, I’d like it to smell like Fresh Clover.
hilarious!
Testing comment section.
Instead of my bedroom smelling like divorce, middle-aged dating and Netflix, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my teenage son’s bedroom smelling like my most expensive body lotion and a Victoria’s Secret catalog, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my house smelling like 50 years of dusty farts, I’d like it to smell like French lavender.
Instead of my 50 year old high school bus smelling of 4 year old never-been -washed shin guards, I’d rather it smell of Fresh Clover.
Instead of the kid’s room smelling like peed in underwear my toddler changed and tried to hide, I’d like it to smell like French Lavender!!
Kids’… Auto correct was auto wrong!
Instead of my laundry room smelling like muddy boots, diesel, and essence of sweaty husband, I’d like it to smell like Beach Sage.
Instead of my toddler’s room smelling like the porta-potties after the 10th day of the county fair, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine!
Instead of my car smelling like 3 day old raw chicken in the California sun, I’d like for it to smell like sweet tangerine!
Instead of my bedroom smelling like regret after drunk texting my ex, I’d rather it smell like beach sage.
Instead of the living room smelling like the farts of a dog who just got ate raw brussel sprouts, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine!
Instead of the garage smelling like mice who couldn’t resist the cheese, I’d like it to smell like Fresh Clover!
Instead of my car smelling like the strawberry milkshake barfed into it three years ago, I want it to smell like sweet tangerine!
I would like to enter the contest for the Modern Air Refresher. Here is my entry.
Instead of my car smelling like fermented jail/prison wine from a lost sippy cup full of juice that rolled under the front passenger seat, I’d rather it smell like French Lavender!
Thank you,
Erin Arnette
Instead of my kitchen smelling like my husband’s fresh caught fish, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of my Marine husband’s car smelling like sweaty gear, old coffee, and moldy food, I’d like it to smell like Fresh Clover.
Instead of my guest room smelling like that spring we raised chicks in the house, I’d like it to smell like wild poppy.
Instead of my garbage disposal smelling like a pig/turkey farm in mid August and wafting through the kitchen into the rest of the house (OMG the smell!!) I’d rather it smell like Sweet Tangerine!
Instead of my mother’s house smelling like my nephew would rather bathe in Axe cologne than water, I’d like it to smell like Beach Sage.
Instead on my son’s bedroom smelling like his experiment curdling chocolate milk into chocolate cheese, I’d like it to smell like Beach Sage 🙂
Yes! Mine made the cut! And my hubby said it wasn’t funny. Psshhh what does he know?! Obviously nothing!
Instead of my house smelling like the dog-walker didn’t show up, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my house smelling like the smoke detector is my kitchen timer, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my laundry room smelling like camp was about a week too long, I’d like it to smell like beach sage.
Instead of my car smelling like SOMEONE left a salad bag in the trunk for 2 weeks and it exploding I’d like it to smell like Sweet Tangerine.
Instead of my closet smelling like the bar rag from work I’d like to smell like Beach Sage.
Instead of the garage smelling like lacrosse and hockey bags I’d like it to smell like Beach Sage.
Instead of my bathroom smelling like singed hair and bad advice, I’d like it to smell like Fresh Clover.
Instead of my kitchen smelling like rapidly-deteriorating tropical fruit and neglect, I’d like it to smell like Sweet Tangerine.
Instead of my kitchen smelling like garbage being baked by the heat that comes off the dishwasher, I’d like it to smell like fresh lavender.
Instead of my office smelling like one too many eaten hard-boiled eggs, I’d like it to smell like Fresh Clover.
Instead of my house smelling like a bulldog with incontinence and constant ear infections, I’d like it to smell like Fresh Clover.
Instead of my kitchen smelling like lutefisk fermenting in the sun, I’d like it to smell like sweet tangerine.
Instead of my bedroom smelling like dog breath from a lab who just ate a “snack” from the litter box, I’d like it to smell like French lavender.
Instead of my car smelling like a street full of worms after a hard rain, I’d like it to smell like wild poppy.
Instead of my bathroom smelling like a festival porta potty I’d rather it smell like wild poppy.
Instead of my car smelling like the pitcher of sangria that spilled a month ago, I’d like it to smell like French Lavender.