Zubbles

The things I go through to amuse youse. Yeah, yeah, yeah, what is it this time? It's Zubbles.

I think I waited three years to get these fuckers. Just because the story behind it was so amazing.

Go ahead and read what's on the link and then come back to me.

I freaked Brigitte out today when I started blowing bubbles and they were exploding in brilliant blue all over my shirt. Sure enough, out whipped the trusty water-soaked paper towel to get the stain out of this nice Value Village bargain, but she was brain-locked when the stain disappeared before she could clean it off.

It was worth a month of Sunday reruns of the Three Stooges.

BTW, do you know how difficult it is to create bubbles and then photograph them?