Super Elastic Bubble Plastic
Not only could I use as much of this as I wanted, at the age of two I put my giant bubbles on display on the coffee table and end tables. They popped, eating the finish right off, of which I was reminded of by my mother until my parents finally got a new set. One would think that they’d be more concerned with, say, leaving a two-year-old alone with a tube of huffing-glue, but by that age I was already an old hand with chemicals, having already ingested Olde English Furniture Polish. And how did that happen? Mother would give me a capful and a rag to dust the furniture. One day she ran her finger to check my dusting and alas! When questioned as to where the furniture polish went, I pointed to my stomach.
