Posted by
Benjamin Leo
• 07.04.12 01:11 pm 
Before there was pussy and rap and graffiti and drugs and Atari, there were fireworks.
Around 1980, my mom found us setting off bottle rockets outside my grandmother’s garage. She was SO fucking pissed that she made me read a book called “Follow My Leader” about a boy who goes blind from fireworks and has to smell a guide dog’s ass for the rest of his life.
What a Jew.
If these guys had my mother, they’d all be orthodontists, and none of us would be able to enjoy this masterpiece:
Happy 4th!
P.s. Bonus points for anyone who knows the widespread racist name for “Whistling Chasers.” If you were Italian or Jewish and grew up in Long Island in the 50′s, you’re not allowed to answer because that’s cheating.
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If you’re from the midwest you know that name too
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QeHlF_cXVCY my favourite one from the above clip..
At least a few fingers and eyeballs have to have been lost in the making of those videos.
what a cunt.
It’s nice to see that Americans take the time out once a year to live like Iraqis.
PICILO PETES 4 LIFE
If you were Italian or Jewish and grew up in Long Island in the 50′s, you’re not allowed to answer because that’s cheating. HAHA
“Ohhhhhhhhhh! Get the water nigga! It’s goin off! It’s that bootleg fireworks shit!”
CLASSIC!!!