Chronicles of a Corporate Intern
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Some People Celebrate the Birth of Jesus Christ, My People Celebrate Their Ability to Blow Things Up
Fourth of July.
The time of year when we celebrate our ancestor's blowing up of things by blowing things up ourselves.
And oh yes, did we blow things up. I even made a toy pony fly. It was a tough little colt. Seemed to stay intact no matter how many tanks I ran over it, no matter how many firecrackers I strapped to it, and no matter how many roman candles I shot at it (We melted a toy soldier to it, and usually the soldier went flying off but the horse lived through it all).
We also have the greatest fireworks show around.
Awesome day.
The time of year when we celebrate our ancestor's blowing up of things by blowing things up ourselves.
And oh yes, did we blow things up. I even made a toy pony fly. It was a tough little colt. Seemed to stay intact no matter how many tanks I ran over it, no matter how many firecrackers I strapped to it, and no matter how many roman candles I shot at it (We melted a toy soldier to it, and usually the soldier went flying off but the horse lived through it all).
We also have the greatest fireworks show around.
Awesome day.
Miasma had time at 2:13 PM
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