What's scarier than four air traffic controllers, a few handfulls of explosives, and a propane torch?
Honestly, I can't think of anything.
This is from our fireworks party at Arch's house for July 4. From left to right: Arch, Brian, me, and Micah (who, if you look closely, is carrying a torch and a striker in a way most people would be carrying a cell phone).
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