This past Saturday had my clan trecking jsut down the road to grab some fireworks for the upcoming weekend. We usally he to the parental units' and make happy time explosion fun the weekend before/of July 4th. So here is our explosive hoard packaged
....and unpackaged. We have some small stuff to do before the weekend, the usual whizbangs, husker doos, husker don'ts, lady fingers, fuzz buttles, snicker bombs, church burners, finger blasters and zippity do das.
Then we have the bigger stuff to explode in the country this weekend: church burners, crap flappers,cherry bombs, nipsy daisers, with or without the scooter stick, and one single whistlin' kitty chaser.
I anxiously await the U.S.S. Lexington (or U.S.S. Flagg as I refer to it). The little explosive planes fly off as it goes through it's motions. Well, at least that is what is says on the box. The 100 shot Saturn Missile Batteries are another favorite. They are equal parts awesome and annoying.
Outside of Halloween, where my dark powers are at their zenith, the 4th of July is probably my second favortie. Guess it is the only time when my inner pyro can express himself.
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