I would like to say a trinitrotoluene-fuelled thank you to the Guy Fawkes-obsessed revellers setting off fireworks in my neighbourhood this evening as I trudged my way home from work. It was most unexpected since November 5th was over a week ago, but it brightened up the night sky and was a most spectacular sight.
Particularly touching was the sight of an elderly couple who, upon arriving home with their shopping, paused for a few moments to watch the colourful extravaganza. I thought I overheard them mutter something about hooligans and castration, but I'm sure they enjoyed the show nonetheless.
In a very real sense of the word, bangin'.