Territory folks should stick together

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A territorian and his fireworks are soon parted. Since the sun set, oh, five and half hours ago, I’ve heard a continual booming of pyrotechnical whee doggies. This tiny town is worse than all of Switzerland on their national day. Well, I suppose the Swiss go for quality, whereas these folks go for quantity. It’s 10:30 and I have no hope of sleep since my neighbors have just brought on the noise and the funk right over our house. Now I know why everyone has a tin roof.
Normally I am all about the pretty lights, ooh, ahh, but five and a half hours with more to come? I also understand why people were protesting fireworks yesterday, suggesting they were thinking of the dogs and how afraid they get. They’re not fooling anyone, they’re just curmudgeons like me.

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