So, After Breakfast, I Went with My Mom and Brother to a Parade (Which was Really a Bunch of Kids in Patriotic Vehicles) And After Tons of Walking, I Made it to the Pool. Eventually, I Got Out Because the Wind Made it Cold. After Spending How Long Doing Nothing but Work on a Chikn Nuggit Project and Watch TV (And to a Lesser Extent, Almost Being Force-Fed Peaches), The Time of the Fireworks Came. Like Before, I Went with My Brother and Mom. I Went to My Old Neighborhood to Watch Them, But I Had a Hard Time Recognizing the Shapes of the Fireworks. Moral of the Story: If You're an American, You Can Do Anything... Except Not Be American!
