Fireworks at 6 a.m. Really, people? That's what we're doing now. It's not just little whippersnappers, either. It's the M-whatever-is-the-biggest-and-loudest. This writer likes fireworks...at an appropiate time. Neighbors, huh? Bull stuff.
Anyway, a happy 4th to those who didn't wake this writer up at six in the morning.
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