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"Wait! No. We must ignite them one at a time!"
"That's more like it. Now, we musn't light our father on fire."
"Careful--"
"Great. They've gone and blown themselves up again."
Fireworks are a little expensive this year, so we tried to maximize the experience by not only igniting the fireworks themselves, but their packaging as well.
Oddly reminiscent of Depression-era fireworks (i.e. box burning)
“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” -Sylvia Plath
Saturday, July 5, 2008
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