Give Me Liberty, Or Give Me Death, Zogwarg Queen!
Confession: I'm a closet pyro. I LOVE fire. I LOVE matches. I love seeing things lit on fire. I LOVE bonfires (at the beach, not in Provo Canyon). Good example: Spring Break, 8th grade, in Claremont at my grandpa's house hanging out with Carol. I spent most of the time lighting matches and playing with all her candles (she had a lot). Kept me busy while she was at work. Bad Example: I lit my hair on fire blowing out birthday candles for my 14th birthday. Inadvertently created layers in the front.
I cannot contain my excitement for the holiday tomorrow. It combines all of my favorite things: swimming, barbequeing (although I don't eat meat, I find the aroma intoxicating), fireworks, parties, concerts, lots of people, matches, family, friends, food, parades.
I'm just sad there was no trip to Vegas to get the really GOOD fireworks. Like M-80s. So I could make tennis ball bombs. And light them and throw them up high in the air.
Whatever, I'll just have fun with my over-priced, cheap, "California-legal" fireworks. And get dangerously close. And throw the lighted spin-y fireworks at people so they freak out. (Tawnie: consider this your warning).
God Bless the U.S.A. Thank you for producing a holiday that coincides with my fire fetish.
Oh, and thank you, Founding Fathers, for signing the Declaration of Independence and fighting for our freedom and all that too.
Um, yeah. I'm still more grateful for the opportunity to ignite things that explode into pretty colors.
I cannot contain my excitement for the holiday tomorrow. It combines all of my favorite things: swimming, barbequeing (although I don't eat meat, I find the aroma intoxicating), fireworks, parties, concerts, lots of people, matches, family, friends, food, parades.
I'm just sad there was no trip to Vegas to get the really GOOD fireworks. Like M-80s. So I could make tennis ball bombs. And light them and throw them up high in the air.
Whatever, I'll just have fun with my over-priced, cheap, "California-legal" fireworks. And get dangerously close. And throw the lighted spin-y fireworks at people so they freak out. (Tawnie: consider this your warning).
God Bless the U.S.A. Thank you for producing a holiday that coincides with my fire fetish.
Oh, and thank you, Founding Fathers, for signing the Declaration of Independence and fighting for our freedom and all that too.
Um, yeah. I'm still more grateful for the opportunity to ignite things that explode into pretty colors.
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And the founding fathers fought for rich white men's freedom, everyone else had to wait for theirs
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