Funny, I was under the impression that sparklers were illegal nationwide, like cherry bombs and M80s. I only learned that they weren’t like a week ago.
Niece-Bug would throw a bunch of sparklers into a box of major fireworks just for fun. Bug would get blown to flinderjigs trying to get her away from the resulting explosion, and she’d be completely unharmed, as in panel 4.
There was the time I accidentally jabbed my sister in the eyelid with a lit punk (slow-burning stick used to light the fireworks), there was the time a launching tube we were using tipped over and ended pointing directly at us as it started going off (thus giving me my first experiences of both fear *and* speed-induced time dilation), there was the time a charge from the Roman candle I was holding (in clear violation of the instructions and common sense) detonated two feet from the tube…
When you posted the teaser for panel 1 on twitter earlier, I thought Bug was throwing a bomb at Niece-Bug.
Sparklers are illegal in California 🙁
Really? We’ve only ever had them banned because the grass was dry, and even then we had regular fireworks. (Safety first?)
In Jersey, too, though that never stopped us, especially since they’re super-legal in PA.
Funny, I was under the impression that sparklers were illegal nationwide, like cherry bombs and M80s. I only learned that they weren’t like a week ago.
When you cross certain state lines, you find half a dozen fireworks shops in the first mile.
In Canada, they sell them in dollar stores
It’s even weirder in a certain part of Alaska. They’re illegal borough-wide, except for one city. Five firework stands in a quarter mile.
Just returned from a trip thru the South. Fireworks for sale at just about every exit in the Interstate!
Niece-Bug would throw a bunch of sparklers into a box of major fireworks just for fun. Bug would get blown to flinderjigs trying to get her away from the resulting explosion, and she’d be completely unharmed, as in panel 4.
Kabooo-ute!
10+ points for the clever Donnie Darko ref.
I knew someone would catch that.
Ah, kids and fireworks…
There was the time I accidentally jabbed my sister in the eyelid with a lit punk (slow-burning stick used to light the fireworks), there was the time a launching tube we were using tipped over and ended pointing directly at us as it started going off (thus giving me my first experiences of both fear *and* speed-induced time dilation), there was the time a charge from the Roman candle I was holding (in clear violation of the instructions and common sense) detonated two feet from the tube…
… How the hell am I still here?!