I am so glad the fourth is over. Does that make me unpatriotic? The fourth is my least favorite holiday. It is usually too hot or stormy to enjoy. It signals that summer is now heading toward its end. It gives license to morons to explode firecrackers at all times of the day or night.
I was sick as a dog yesterday so I couldn't eat any barbeque. I could barely sit up straight. Food poisoning, I'm guessing. Today I am 100% better. The fourth is over. There will be fewer morons leting their money go up in sulphuric smoke. I will dine on leftover barbeque and dwell on last year's blush of love.
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