Growing up, we set off fireworks from our driveway each July. We were over at our friend's house here (friend from HS moved out to SLC the same time we did) and he had some fireworks. My favorite growing up was the snake. It didn't make a lot of noise, wasn't a big burn risk and was just funny. This one takes the snake to a whole new level. I give you: the Poopy Puppy. Just try not to laugh.
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