Okay, as I sit here chillin' at the kitchen table, there's some hockey-puck-for-a-brain moron a block away shooting off fireworks. HELLLOOOOOO! It's >August< 4th, not July 4th, the American Independence Day. You're a month late, there, kemosabe. How about we take one of those bottle rockets noise-polluting my neighborhood and place it rectally in you for an advanced wake-up call?