*grunt* Fire. *grunt*

[blustocking]

I now have fireworks. Mostly piddly ones, but still. Light. Go boom. WEEEE parachute! Start out small, work way up. Mmmm, I missed the do-it-yourself kaboom.
Blow shit up. I'm American. It's what we do.

I'm going to go bury my fish and give him a 21 gun salute.

>:)

edit: 9:45pm
I LOVE THE SMELL OF NAPALM IN THE MORNING.
And ask me again in August, but I no longer hate summer. Mental note: Fridays @ 9pm are a good time for bike ride. NPR jazz, cool breeze, sun almost set, and fireflies...Freds everywhere. S'nice.

And who doesn't love a chicken that shoots sparks and colored flame out of its ass. They should all learn to do that. Collecting eggs might be hard, but it sure would be pretty.

Comments

[xylocaine.livejournal.com]

what was up with that drive by IMing??

I got all excited to talk to you, and then you disappeared!!

It is my way

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. :} I was going to bed, but wanted to say something.

Re: It is my way

[xylocaine.livejournal.com]

you were going to bed at around6pm? damn.. I wish I did that sometimes...

Re: It is my way

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Wait, was this when I said "Wha-chow!"? Was that today?
Since working, all days and times tend to blend together. If it was, then I think my Mom needed the phone. OH YES, HOW COOL AM I.

edit

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

"Since NOT working"

Damn.
Not even 3 sips of beer and I'm already stupid. Yar har.

Re: my tipsy sense is tingling

[haddob.livejournal.com]

So, like, what are you doing later?

YOU, bODDAH, YOU

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Potato fucker! (http://www.threebrain.com/daily/?6_16_2003)

Re: It is my way

[xylocaine.livejournal.com]

hah! winner!

the days blend together for me too...