In celebration of finally being able to shoot fireworks after the 2-year Texas Drought Hiatus, I went last night and ransacked the nearest Mr. W stand. The possibly-illegal behind the counter was going through the motions, telling us about the different varieties of explosions, how many shots each package contained, or what we could expect. And then the fire marshal left. "Now, what's fun with these guys here is when ya drop six of 'em down tha tube. Jus' tie tha fuses together and light 'em all at once." There was an elderly man sitting in the corner of the trailer eating a sandwich. I hadn't noticed him until he countered, "Don't need fuses when all ya gotta do is pour yer gasoline on 'em. That'll blow the fuckers better 'n shit." Focus: Booze and bottle rockets. We've all had experiences with fireworks, some good, some bad, some unsafe and some downright-illegal. Share your stories, or if you're like me, just brag about how awesome it is to finally be able to blow some shit up again.