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Bubble Machine 2
When I was a kid, I used to like anything and everything that made bubbles. As a matter of fact, my mom used to be able to get me to do the dishes all the time just by squeezing some dish soap in the bottom of the sink and letting me fill it up with water. This was a lot of fun for me, but I enjoyed blowing bubbles even more. I was quite the bubble maker, too! I knew just the right mixture of soap and water, could make bubble wands better than the ones you buy in stores, and could even get the air pressure just right to blow as many bubbles as possible.
When I saw my first bubble machine, however, I knew that I had been doing it all wrong. Actually, it was not a bubble machine so much as a giant bubble maker. It was basically a movable loop of fabric on the end of a long pole, and it could make bubbles bigger than my head. I got it for a birthday, and would play with it for hours from that moment on. For at least a year, it was my very favorite toy in the world.
Since then, however, I haves seen a few bubble machines that could blow that one away (no pun intended). I used to have a bubble gun, which was basically a wand with a fan behind it, but it did not work that well. When I saw my very first bubble machine, however, I realized just how well a mechanical bubble blower could work!
I was a DJ at the time, and the bubble machine was some thing that I had borrowed from a good friend who was also in the business with me. At that point, I had never heard of bubble machines, but when I finally saw it, I was awestruck! It put out literal swarms of bubbles, flying into the air and across the room. I had never seen anything like it, and all of the dancers seemed to just love it. At that point, I decided that I needed to have one. I bought my own, ostensibly for parties. In reality, however, I would use it more often at home than for work. I loved it, and found out that, all those years later, I still had the same passion for blowing bubbles. It is good to know that some things never change.
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