Fireworks, poop, and farmer Hans' house

Sorry I haven't posted in a while.

Since it's impossible to write about everything I've been up to, I'll tell what I did today. I brought skyrockets! Not sure where I'm gona fire them since the farmer next door tried to kill me last year. Back then my brother thought it would be cool to shoot one across the field, so I did, and it went through Hans' window while he was on the toilet. The Shit hit the fan, like what my big brother says, because next thing I heard was "Tut... tut... tut-tut-tut-tut", and their were no pyraminds around, which was a bad sign. Hans all of a sudden rode his tractor across the field yelling "Shiza! Shiza!" as he chased us, but his tractor died before he could plow us, and my big brother pulled him out of it, but let Hans go since he smelled like poop, and he ran back home. The next day we found out from Hans' wife about how he was doing number 2 when our number 3 rocket flew in, which made him drop on all 4's, shooting poop everywhere since he had diarrhea, which explains the flames shooting out the window. When I heard this I felt so bad, I brought him a stein, which he used right away, on the back of my head. This new years I'm buying him nothing!

Anyway, I hope you all have a Happy New Year! And if you're thinking about shooting skyrockets, aim up.