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My New Years are always boring. I just stay home with my family and stay up to midnight to watch the ball drop. New Year's Eve in 1999 was much more exciting than any other, though, because my dad and older cousin made trash bag bombs and kept setting them off. (Trash bag bomb = trash bag filled with oxygen and that other gas welders use. You get a good ways away from it and throw a lit firecracker at it. It makes a very loud boom and shakes everything.) The people across the street were partying and thought that they'd try to make their own bombs, so my dad and them had a bomb war. Eventually the cops came and everyone had to stop.
Jam it back in, in the dark. |