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So, a few days ago myself and two other people went out to rural ND and shot off some fireworks, in early celebration of Independence Day for the US of A. We got $92 worth of stuff for $83 (military discount-I'm a dependent) and we got some pretty sweet stuff out of the deal. I had one of the fireworks come after me. It was kind of a helicopter/hopper thing, and it skipped along the ground in my direction, no matter where I moved! Needless to say, they thought it was hilarious. Another, I set off one of those tube things, but I didn't do it right. Turns out you're supposed to unwrap the fuse before you light it. redface Not one of my more intelligent moments. It went about 1/3 as high as it was supposed to, and scared all three of us. I shrugged it off as if it had misfired or something, but obviously it was my stupid fault.

So anyway, for the first time that I can remember, someone used the word 'shat' when talking to me. Seriously. 'Shat' in case you don't know, is technically the past tense of the verb 's**t.' Unfortunately, she used this word to tell me that someone had shat all over the floor of one of the bathroom stalls in the place where I work. eek Lucky for me, I didn't wind up cleaning it up. smile