Man, this coming Saturday, I'm gonna display my American flag proudly; gonna enjoy, and most likely overeat at, a huge picnic with my extended family; gonna check out a local neighborhood parade; gonna shoot off some better-than-average fireworks; gonna enjoy and ice cold beverage or two; gonna just ENJOY! And I ain't gonna be ashamed in any way, shape, or fashion! GOD BLESS AMERICA!!
A short drive from anywhere and you can always locate various Roman candles, buzz bombs, bottle rockets, etc. Personally, although I use to be wild about fireworks up until I was maybe 50, I now dislike them because of the fire threat and the injury threat let alone the cleanup that has to be done by others the next day.
MY mother wont allow me to have roman candles.... Cause I caught my sisters hair on fire in a roman candle fight when we were kids. LOL.
We were all kids at one time. I've had BB gun fights with my friends in the woods. We use to light 1 1/2 inchers and throw them. A couple times they went off in my hands. No harm, no foul. Edit: We also use to put some gasoline in an empty one pound coffee can put a CO2 cartridge in it and run like hell to a hiding place and wait for our homemade hand grenade to go off sending metal shrapnel flying. We wouldn't do this in our own yard, no, we went to a neighbor's yard where we also use to climb their two cherry trees and eat all their cherries. I'll bet they secretly watched us through the windows and never complained. They must have loved little boys about 10 years old.
Lol. My youngest brother once embedded a BB into our middle brothers forehead as we were dressing up in ski gear to go have bb fights in the woods. Put the gun to his head and pulled the trigger, swearing it wasnt loaded. BB stick right in his skin.
My neighbor shot me in the leg with a BB gun when I was 11 during a Dungeons and Dragons game because he didn't like my dice roll, he was the DM. heh
But if he didn't say somethign like... "WITH THE POWER VESTED IN ME, I HEREBY PUNISH YOU WITH A DRAGONS BITE ON YOUR CALF..." Then he was a shitty DM.
I don't remember what the heck he said I just remember thinking what the heck man. heh. We kept playing though.
I was thinking you were too old to have grown up next door to Michael Jackson, but it appears I was wrong on that....
