Should fireworks(public sales) be banned?

I'm Jesus.

But of course, the child in me wants to blow deal up but the adult in me is respectful and not a dick. It's not really that damn hard. It's 2:30am. People are still lighting them off. But it takes a perfect person to resist, apparently. The city of Davenport reinstated the ban yesterday because people are inconsiderate dicks.

Baby Jesus?
 
No offense, but you aren't the only one up at 4am.

I just think it's a little silly to get upset over something you/we all did as kids too.

I can't believe none of you guys posting on here about this didn't do anything to drive your neighbors crazy as kids.

1. My nearest neighbor was over a mile away when I was a kid.

2. My dad would have jerked a knot in my head for keeping him awake past 9pm.

3. It's ****ing rude to shoot them off late on a work night. I went over there and explained that fact to the dumbass kids and their dumbass dad last night at about 10:30.
 
About 1963 a cousin got a fancy fake sheepskin lined brown suede jacket for X-mas. On new years we had a fireworks war. We'd cut the the paper rolls off 4 dry cleaner pants hangers in half, twist up the wires to make a "pistol grip" with 8 bottle rocket launch tubes. Buy a gazillion bottle rockets, roman candles and whistlers and it was war. We used chem lab goggles and lots of outer wear, toboggans and whatever. I shot a roman candle in front of my cousin to "block his path" but the green ball curved right into his pocket and started burning his new jacket!!😲 We pulled it off him ran into the neighbor kid's house (he was playing too) and dunked it out in front of his mom in her after breakfast dishwater. Shudder to think. Wunner we're alive.

We had those same bottle rocket fights. Had a buddy named John and he had a little "rat tail" he was extremely proud of. He always kept it wrapped neatly in a little rubber band. He was on the opposing team and it was getting pretty intense. I snuck to within about 30 feet and was lighting one to send down range. It went off and John happened to turn and see it coming.. he went to duck and as he bent over and was dropping to the ground this bottle rocket zipped over his noggin and caught perfectly in his little rat tail.

Boom.. rat tail was hanging by 2 or 3 hairs.. the rest was still in it's little rubber banded cluster but swinging freely every time he turned his head.

I was laughing so hard I got killed with return fire.. but it was worth it. John was pissed..
 
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We had those same bottle rocket fights. Had a buddy named John and he had a little "rat tail" he was extremely proud of. He always kept it wrapped neatly in a little rubber band. He was on the opposing team and it was getting pretty intense. I snuck to within about 30 feet and was lighting one to send down range. It went off and John happened to turn and see it coming.. he went to duck and as he bent over and was dropping to the ground this bottle rocket zipped over his noggin and caught perfectly in his little rat tail.

Boom.. rat tail was hanging by 2 or 3 hairs.. the rest was still in it's little rubber banded cluster but swinging freely every time he turned his head.

I was laughing so hard I got killed with return fire.. but it was worth it. John was pissed..

A rat tail is a nasty thing. Good job!
 
A rat tail is a nasty thing. Good job!

It was a ridiculous little thing anyway. I think he wanted a pony tail (aka mullet), but he had baby fine hair and it never would grow thick enough so he settled for the little rat tail. I thought he was gonna cry! Haha
 

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