Ah, the forth of July. That sacred day when we celebrate the birth of the god of fireworks and the resurrection of the god of barbecue.
Wait. That doesn’t sound right.
Have I made some horrible mistake? Let me think a minute. Independence day…Independence. Right, okay. The god of freedom has something to do with it, right?
Nevermind. I’ll just go to the drugstore and pick up a few greeting cards. No doubt they’ll explain the significance of this special day to me. In the meantime I’m going to go blow some shit up, light some shit on fire, and cook some shit over hot coals. God of chaos?
On second thought, I might skip going to the drugstore after all. I’ll end up getting stuck in traffic and sitting in the car for an hour. God of tourism?
Man, all this talk a deities is making my spirit hungry.
Happy Forth everybody!
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I was starting to think I totally offended evreyone with this. I kept expecting FBI to knock on my door.