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Trivial Pursuits => People & Places => Topic started by: wombat on July 04, 2010, 02:43:01 pm
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"To me, this is a great way to celebrate being an American," said Cheryl Flores, 37, watching a Labrador jump through a hula hoop on the stage, while her daughter, Sally, 5, sipped a frozen yogurt drink.
http://www.ocregister.com/news/jump-256298-day-great.html (http://www.ocregister.com/news/jump-256298-day-great.html)
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Wow. Happy Fourth of July, everyone!
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lit my first firework ever yesterday. Kind of shot at a car by accident. I had never seen a roman candle, and i thought it was going to be... a lot smaller of a display than it was.
Cheap Chinese fireworks from a stand that prominently advertised "WE DON'T CHECK ID."
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These Colors Will Never Go Down (http://www.flickr.com/photos/pmcd9/4759823358/)
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Happy national birthday dudes.
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i celebrated my independance by traveling on the other side of the road and in the wrong direction. also, i purposely did not include the letter 'u' in some words that i typed(such as 'labor'). up yours, king george.
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Seriously, screw that guy. (King George, I mean)
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I had never seen a roman candle, and i thought it was going to be... a lot smaller of a display than it was.
Proof that male children lack a frontal lobe with executive thinking: when I was 12, one of the neighbor kids got a couple dozen Roman candles and enlisted me for Roman Candle Wars with four other guys. We ran around the local elementary school firing at one another in a three-on-three match of stupidity. Singed hair and clothing, but in hindsight, we're fortunate no-one caught one in the face.
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Proof that male children lack a frontal lobe with executive thinking: when I was 12, one of the neighbor kids got a couple dozen Roman candles and enlisted me for Roman Candle Wars with four other guys. We ran around the local elementary school firing at one another in a three-on-three match of stupidity. Singed hair and clothing, but in hindsight, we're fortunate no-one caught one in the face.
if one does not explore his limits, how will he know them?
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Yeah.
We had "Mike War" where my brother and our friends would line up with a bunch of roman candles and bottle rockets with the charges cut off and jumping jacks and I would have goggles and my hair wet down and a saucer sled painted up as Captain America's shield and...
Yeah. They would try to hit me with fireworks and I would try to protect myself and occasionally deflect their fireworks back at them.
I have a few small scars on my knees and other than that, my massive problems have nothing to do with the Mike Wars.
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That is by far the coolest 4th tradition ever.
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my mom always talks about her neighbors, who would put a bucket over their little brother's head, wrap him in a blanket, and point him into the forest.
RUN ANDRE, RUN.
then they would shoot at him with bb guns as he ran along hitting trees.
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On Fourth of July, when I was living in an apartment complex with all of the college's hippies, hipsters and drug addicts, we all took a lot of xanax and pain pills and got really drunk (I'm sure some were on shrooms instead) and got in a huge bottle rocket fight with our neighbors over the fence. Seemed, and still seems, like a perfectly cromulent idea to me.
The best part of that night was one dude had his mom visiting. He was friends with everyone and as into getting fucked up. This guy is trying to act straight in front of a small apartment complex, literally maybe two out of 26 apartments were not into as getting fucked up as possible, full of the most druged up crazies this woman has seen in like 25 years. Is was pretty boss.
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my mom always talks about her neighbors, who would put a bucket over their little brother's head, wrap him in a blanket, and point him into the forest.
RUN ANDRE, RUN.
then they would shoot at him with bb guns as he ran along hitting trees.
Was this a fourth of July thing or just, you know, Tuesday?
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tuesday.
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tuesday.
thats the sort of little brother that grows up to get dumped on, or to be the toughest sumbitch, ever.
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I think he grew up into a big asshole.
the last story I know about him is this one where he and my uncle were in Lima, Peru, and were being dicks because they had diplomatic immunity.
The story ended with him holding on to the outside of a metro car, and pissing his ##### because it went into a tunnel and he thought he was going to be crushed.
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Late to the party, as usual, but huzzah for independence from the crown, y'alls.
I mean, just think about it, if we'd lost the Revolutionary War, we'd all be speaking English right now.
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I remember reading somewheres it was a close match between English and German being the predominant language in the colonies.
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I'm pretty sure that's just an urban legend built around a willful misunderstanding of some old proposed laws, like, willfully misunderstood for political purposes way down the road.
Something along the lines of a law that almost passed that would've had certain public documents automatically published in German parallel to the mainstream English language stuff. Sorta like how you can get Spanish language DMV forms even if your state's Spanish-language population ain't near you.
And down through time that memetically mutated into "German was almost the official language!" which wasn't true at all.
Most of the Founding Fathers spoke English as their first language, the few who didn't still clearly communicated with each other in English.
Official German as a real movement fails all the common sense tests.
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Snopes Power: Activate! http://www.snopes.com/language/apocryph/german.asp
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We celebrated the 4th by going to the Virginia Aquarium, then watching fireworks from the beach. Good stuff.
When we got home, we were pleased to discover that the neighbors across the street either toned down their annual fireworks display, or actually came over and cleaned up our yard after they were done. Bottom line, I will spend much less time picking fireworks debris out of my lawn than in years past, and that is a very good thing.