We are fireworks
Hey, so when I went to pick up a calzone today, I saw some dude selling
fireworks out of his truck. Kentucky has weird rules on what
fireworks you can and cannot purchase, so this was a total score.
I meant to tell Zule about the dude, but since shit was all chaotic up
in the office I forgot about it. Well Zule went there for lunch
too and saw the dude, but he wanted to sell only for cash (surprise)!
So dave set the sale up for later. I now have 100 artillery
shells and I'm not going to sleep or jail until the last one is
launched July 4. Sweatone decorated his bike for the
parade. Dbot and Sweatone are working on signs warning asshats
not to park in front of our house unless they want fireworks debris on
their car. In addition, we're wrapping the yard in caution
tape.