Fuckers and Their Fireworks

I realize it's the 4th of July.

I realize that fireworks are exciting.

They're shiny and sparkly, and oh, noisey! What fun!

But honestly, is that set of 50 black cats as exciting the nine hundredth fucking time you set it of as it was the first time?! Is it the fact that you can annoy your neighbors that excites you so? Or is it that you are merely a cretinous mass that is shouting "OH BOY NOISEY!" every time they go off?

I may come across the street and kill you.

They are not even *good* fireworks. There's no sparkly goodness to accompany all that noise. Couldn't you have gotten one decent firework instead of 1,000 pointless ones?

God, I hate you.