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Post by MalkavianMarine on Jul 4, 2008 7:07:05 GMT -5
That is all
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Post by Erika on Jul 4, 2008 18:08:29 GMT -5
Huzzah for independance. And for BBQs, and fireworks.
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Post by Amazing Mr. K on Jul 4, 2008 21:11:26 GMT -5
People need more fireworks at their parties
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Post by Lore on Jul 4, 2008 22:10:46 GMT -5
NO.
When I lived in Detroit, there were no fireworks.
In my new house, fireworks are shaking the foundations and I can actually HEAR people "woo-hoo"ing at every explosion. Apparently I have moved to Hick Central.
No offense to any hicks.
I am not a fan. This had better be over by midnight.
Yes, I may be an ex-Detroiter, but I'm still a grumbly Detroiter at heart and when I hear explosions, I assume someone is dying. This is really testing my nerves.
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Post by MalkavianMarine on Jul 6, 2008 23:06:06 GMT -5
When I was in high school me and my folks decided to spend the fourth in teh city where my dad grew up.
Sheridan, Wyoming.
We went where my dad used to set off fireworks when he was my age. A three mile stretch of abandoned railway.
After a while some locals showed up and we corraborated pyrotechnics and pleasantries (spelling ?). This is where the night got interesting.
After one of the guys talked up one peice of pyro he set it off and it was a pretty lackluster performance. The man then exclaimed "Ninteen ninety five and that all I git ?" I couldn't stop laughing.
A little later they daisy chaned several of the mortar type fireworks and set them off. During this time three of the gentlemen in the group raised their fists into the air and yelled at the top of their lungs " THIS ONE'S FER YOO GRANDMA !" Again, innsesant (spelling again?) giggling on my end of the party.
After many drinks were to be had a couple got into an argument ( I forget what it was about) and the woman took his truck and drove off.
"The man distraught not only that his truck was hijacked, but that he might lose the love of his life over such a stupid argument lamented to his friends about it. Without even skipping a beat his inebriated friend put a loving arm around his shoulder and said, " don't worry John, if she truly loves you she will be back on your porch like a good bloodhound."
I couldn't take it anymore. After we picked up after ourselves and left me, my father, uncle, and brother-in-law all agreed that no one would EVER beleive what happened that night.
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Post by jpnuar1 on Jul 6, 2008 23:37:45 GMT -5
I couldn't take it anymore. After we picked up after ourselves and left me, my father, uncle, and brother-in-law all agreed that no one would EVER beleive what happened that night. Well, it certainly is an interesting story, but it doesn't sound all that outrageous... |
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Post by Erika on Jul 7, 2008 15:47:54 GMT -5
yeah, it sounds like you went somehwere, met some people, set off some sparklers, someone got mad that it wasnt worth the money, two people fought and a drunk guy said something stupid to another drunk guy.
Was there an orgy? Did someone go home without pants? Were there aliens? crime? anything?
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Post by MalkavianMarine on Jul 7, 2008 21:03:28 GMT -5
nah no orgy that I knew of. I was sixteen so I am pretty sure an orgy would have been the FIRST thing I spotted.
Pants ? People were drinking and having a good time so I'm sure SOMEONE went home without pants.
And yes, some of the drinkers went home drunk, so the law was broken.
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