The Inflatable Flailing Tube Man

I ran across a Father’s Day post on Twitter. This woman’s father created the inflatable flailing tube man. Idiosynchratic at car dealerships, tax return offices, even Margaritaville at Universal.

My daughters and I loved them. The woman actually had pix of prototypes, and gaiety in the creation. It was beautiful.

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