oh firecracker, patriotic lire, you were burning bright the day the country died, in all your glory
don't play
with matches
how did this happen, you say?
well...
as you can see, it started out innocently enough...
...but soon escalated into depth charges and blowing up plastic cups.
i fell on my ass after slipping on the wet pavement, at which sharon and trevor took the opportunity to point and laugh at me.
however, the depth charges were puny and the cup ended up in better shape than me.
bottle rocket-mania ensued..
and the martha stewart designer bottle rocket was born. [before]
[and after]
our devestation briefly interrupted by sue the mail lady...
but sharon and i were back in action and no time and we played the game "and run"...
except apparently i forgot about the "and run" part
we made like snoop dog.. and then..
and then we did something slightly illegal...and my next door neighbor decided to hide out
at which point sharon attempted to ignite a car with a match unsuccessfully
...so she had to enlist the help of a 10-year-old boy
and success...
^-that would be, at the top of the picture, the cup that was blown several feet into the air.. [you can see the shadow]
now with her newfound pyromania, sharon lit that single match.. & she set off a nuclear explosion that temporarily obliterated roanoke, virginia and it's surrounding areas..
once the dust cleared.. we started to plan bigger and better things...
that's when the destruction occured... yeah, that is my trash can, and yeah... it did explode.
so what better to do than move our chaos indoors?
with the sex-crazed lion king characters,
a kurt cobain impersonator [yeah nathan, that is john's poster.. i stole it]
a signed MPRESS thing..? no idea where that came from,
AND SUPER MONKEY...
the end.. OH, and don't forget:
with matches
how did this happen, you say?
well...
as you can see, it started out innocently enough...
...but soon escalated into depth charges and blowing up plastic cups.
i fell on my ass after slipping on the wet pavement, at which sharon and trevor took the opportunity to point and laugh at me.
however, the depth charges were puny and the cup ended up in better shape than me.
bottle rocket-mania ensued..
and the martha stewart designer bottle rocket was born. [before]
[and after]
our devestation briefly interrupted by sue the mail lady...
but sharon and i were back in action and no time and we played the game "and run"...
except apparently i forgot about the "and run" part
we made like snoop dog.. and then..
and then we did something slightly illegal...and my next door neighbor decided to hide out
at which point sharon attempted to ignite a car with a match unsuccessfully
...so she had to enlist the help of a 10-year-old boy
and success...
^-that would be, at the top of the picture, the cup that was blown several feet into the air.. [you can see the shadow]
now with her newfound pyromania, sharon lit that single match.. & she set off a nuclear explosion that temporarily obliterated roanoke, virginia and it's surrounding areas..
once the dust cleared.. we started to plan bigger and better things...
that's when the destruction occured... yeah, that is my trash can, and yeah... it did explode.
so what better to do than move our chaos indoors?
with the sex-crazed lion king characters,
a kurt cobain impersonator [yeah nathan, that is john's poster.. i stole it]
a signed MPRESS thing..? no idea where that came from,
AND SUPER MONKEY...
the end.. OH, and don't forget: