Livin’ out here in the hood my roommate and I have a game that we play. It’s called Gunshots or Fireworks.
Whenever there’s a loud boom or bang we sit for a second in uneasy silence while we figure out if we should be staying away from windows or blushing a little bit of nationalist pride.
This game is only fun in the summer.
As we fast approach our nation’s birthday the ratio of fireworks to gunshots soars to happy fun time levels. During the winter, it’s a little less so. I mean, who sets off fireworks in the winter? Teenage hooligans, that’s who.
This game is also made more fun by just telling scared people who come to visit me that we even need a game like that.
Hey man, it beats the PS3 any day of the week.