
Oh yes. It was, indeed, a high class affair. We even had a cover band to serenade us with great country hits. And Sweet Home Alabama. Except. They didn't know the words. Which just made it hilarious. I'm pretty sure afterwards, the guy in the aforementioned truck rounded up all his confederate buddies and had a word with the band, if you catch my drift. After the fireworks, leaving the school was horrific, yet hilarious. It took us at least 10 minutes to get out of the parking lot. Only to be directed in the opposite way of where we needed to be by a cute, yet clueless rookie officer. Oh yes, fun times to be had. My aunt got out of the car a few times because people weren't driving the way she wanted them to. And I'm pretty sure someone got tasered. At least once. Oh the fun. It took us thirty minutes to get home. Thirty minutes for a drive which previously took 3. Once we finally got home, we lit off most of our legal fireworks. Oh yes, it was fun. Let me stress the word legal. All in all, it was a good day.
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and fun times were had by all... :)
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