passing thought from a man with evil intent --- That's the 8:16. I gotta catch that train ... and rob it! (as if you weren't capable of doing anything about it)
I traveled with my father today so he could buy fireworks. Oh boy! I'm no longer a big fan of fireworks or at least my home display, for I'd rather do a circus show -- well planned with a floor (3-ring) show with high wire (rockets & mortors) to also captivate, people running around lighting the fuses and the dog chasing the sparks would make for the clowns.
I almost feel gipped when I see my own display, meager sampling; left with a broken wand, some jacks and magic corn -- enabling reindeer to fly.
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