I’ve been, and it is.
We had a lot of attachments, but not that one.
Still, my mom loved that Filter Queen due to its versatility, and her old, steel Kirby upright for its power.
Or maybe mother’s little helper… a cucumber?
Thank you! While on vacation a few years ago, my wife and I saw this DVD sitting on a store shelf and promptly forgot the name and its stars by the time we got home. We were afraid to Google it for obvious reasons…
I’m not sure if mine loved it, or if it was a symptom of “packratitis,” but while decluttering my house last year I was stunned to find our old Filter Queen buried in the basement. I hadn’t seen that thing since the '80s. My brother (who inherited the clutter gene) wanted to plug it in to see if it still worked, but I channeled Marie Kondo and told him it caused too many depressing memories to keep it.
I just remembered my favorite thing about it as a kid was the automatic cord retraction. It was more fun than a spring doorstop.
So! Björk and a phallological museum!
(I feel… diminished.)
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