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[TONIGHT OUT NEAR THE FIELDS, but probably a little too close to the cabins for comfort: FIREWORKS. More specifically, boxes and boxes of fireworks in all shapes, sizes, and degrees of legality, with matches (and a fire extinguisher or two) at the ready. Hope you weren't hoping to head to bed early because--

BOOM... yes

Comments

[bluetilator]

Your explosions have an annoying lack of destructive power.

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... Uh! That's sort of the point.

[bluetilator]

It disappoints me.

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Sorry?

[bluetilator]

Instead of a fiery blaze there are only pitiful sparkles that disappear in an instant! I do not understand human desire to take the destructive potential out of fire.

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Errrmmm.

[bluetilator]

What appeal can such things possibly have?

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The appeal is the boom without the carnage.

[bluetilator]

I don't understand. The carnage is the best part.

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Nnnnot if you don't wanna get mauled.

[bluetilator]

It is not I that would get mauled.

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... And not if you don't want anyone else to get mauled, either.

[bluetilator]

That's the part I like the most: the mauling.

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... Here?

[HAVE A SPARKLER]

[bluetilator]

[looks at it skeptically]

[so very tempted to poke this in your eyes and watch you squeal]

[throws it on the ground and stomps off SUPER MATURELY]

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... Whoa. Ooookay then.