Who has profound thoughts on a holiday?
There isn’t enough coffee in the galaxy to focus my mind when I can smell hotdogs and beer and summer. It’s hopeless, so I don’t even try. Everywhere you go today, from sea to shining sea, the tantalizing aroma from billions of backyard grills freshens the air: hotdogs, hamburgers, ribs, brats, chicken, and the sound of growling stomachs is heard throughout the land.
Happy Fourth, everyone! Eat ‘til you burst like a firework.
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