I was always amazed as a kid when they handed out those green glow sticks at the park or roller rink. It seemed it was my own beacon of "hey look at me". How those two liquids came together to produce light was quite fascinating.The downside was they wore down, and after half an hour, it was a dull yellow faded piece of junk. I knew that my research at the radioactive lab in Hollydale (my garage) could be the answer.
By combining isotopes, uranium enriched with foliate, and parts from old monitors, it appeared my new invention was a success. Best thing was it transmitted such a small radioactive signal that Walmart put it in their stock next to the Chinese Lead Baby Swings.
I thought to myself, why stop there? Surely there must be
other uses for my forever lasting glow sauce! Well, before I could find out, the new New Consumer Protection Act had shut me down. I have been using the rest of the glow sticks for lighting my own home in Hollydale.Not bad really, and every woman looks like that space lady from Star Trek. I like me some green girls!
