… to blow shit up.
July 4th (Independence Day in America, for my international readers) is still a few days away. Yet, assholes still feel the need or urge to set off bottle rockets and firecrackers and whatever at almost 2am.
Now, I’m not trying to be that “You kids get off my lawn!” guy. I’m trying so hard not to be that guy in my old age.
But, seriously, July 1st fireworks? That’s unnecessarily ghey.