Not this kind of stripper! |
So I stripped the old stain off my deck and am going to put down fresh this weekend. It was a HUGE pain in the ass but totally worth it, the deck looks SO much better. When i fell back into a chair out in the sun soaking wet and tired, i did want to smoke, but luckily I don't have any so it only lasted for a second. Now I am looking on Oriental traders for some 4th of July supplies, a need American flag bunting and other items of USA Pride.
So right down the street (like 5 miles) from my house in the great state of North Carolina is this sign:
You are safe until you hear banjos |
That in and of itself is not that big of a deal, but right past that sign is this store:
I am going to be spending a ton of $$ here this year. |
They don't just sell the kiddy bottle rockets and sparklers here, SC lets you buy fireworks right up to the size where the federal government steps in to call them a weapon.
Have you ever had the joy of letting off real fireworks? Ones that go THOOM when they light and BOOOOOM when they explode!