Blue, Pine-Sol. That shit will kill ANYTHING! My mom must have had thousands of gallons of the stuff hidden away somewhere because whenever there was a stinky mess (usually a pet or when we were little ones, sometimes a tragic accidental poop...oh WHO am I kidding, I pooped them last week
). Well anyway it leaves a funky smell of it's own but it'll go away soon enough.
With a damaged Panzer still hunting 'The Haunted Tank' and Gus out of ammo, Jeb knew there was only one option, "Slim, RAM!"