I've had a nasty bias against SC Johnson's Scrubbing Bubbles ever since, as a small child, I discovered that the bubbles do not actually have whisker brush mustaches. I knew even then that they were not likely to be sentient—I wasn't retarded— just like the Kool Aid man was not actually a living, breathing creature, yet the fundaments of his form were still valid, in that he was a pitcher full of sugar water who could be, with enough force, rammed through walls.

So that's just my word of warning: this new Automatic Shower Cleaner ejaculates (yes this is what I think it does) bubbles in every one of 360 different degrees, but not bubbles with scouring bristles. And when you run out of bubble sauce after 21 cleanings, I'm sure they'll be happy to sell you more.