Its that time of year folks! In every neighborhood some asswipe has stockpiled an arsenal of God-loving Freedom Explosives. He's ready to wow all his buddies with tales of his perilous quests to procure "the good shit."

He'll set them off for weeks before AND after the national day "HELL YEAH FREEDOM!" He cares not of the animals it terrorizes (my adventurous pup wouldn't go on walks for MONTHS after last years "festivities") or the people (veteran or not) whose mental health is flushed down Satan's toilet by what amounts to a simulation of a battlefield in their own backyard (I'm huddled in that boat too.) Those thoughts don't cross his mind. How could they when it is filled only with "hehe big man make bomb go boom!"

Do whatever you want in life but when your "good time" is at the expense of others, you're a pile of putrid shit.