Each year when the Fourth
arrives, the smell of barbecue
ribs and burgers invade the
privacy of our backyards. Also,
those wonderful and colorful
fireworks come to life with
extraordinary designs that
wow the crowd; however
those pesky little pets are
quite bewildered and afraid.
The Fourth is also a time when
those family members gather
around to do everything from
eating up every piece of scrappy
meat to drinking into inebriation
and talking about nothing!
I thought that the Fourth was
supposed to be a celebration of
independence; this is why it is
called "Independence Day." Instead,
cookouts, firecrackers, fireworks,
getting drunk and traffic tickets are
being celebrated! Not that I have a
problem with the cookouts, firecrackers,
and fireworks--they're fun!
Just a thought!
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