Posted on 07/01/2011 3:34:14 PM PDT by PJ-Comix
Yeah, yeah. I know. The place is incredibly tacky. But guess what? The selection of fireworks there is also incredibly AWESOME. South of the Border was like a fireworks magnet for me when I was a kid. My folks liked the place and we enjoyed reading the multitude of Pedro signs on the way there. Plus back then it was about the only place in the eastern USA where you could eat Mexican food. But the big draw for me was the fireworks.
Just saw the flashing traffic signs here in VA telling of checkpoints for drunk driving and fireworks. Not kidding.
One July 4th night I got caught up in a spontaneous Roman Candle and Bottle Rocket war at a three day Willie Nelson concert, it must have involved thousands, it was incredible and resulted in at least one lost eye.
"utoh..well that takes my latest idea out of the werks"
There is ma and Pop firework stand I go to all the time LOL! in East LA
they also next door is good Mexican food restaurant that I go there get good Mexican bread
Yeee-Haaaaw!
Next week you’ll be telling us you’re favorite place to buy prostheses.
Didn’t ya just love the green water proof fuses on the old cherry bombs? My brothers and I would tie them to a rock, light em, and toss em in the creek behind our house. When they blew, a huge geyser went up, filled with minnows and tadpoles!
“I haven’t been able to buy Cherry bombs, M-80s for many a year now...”
Ahhh, memories. Many an elementary school commode fell victim to the M-80.
Now I live on the farm and we only set off the small fountain-type fireworks so we don’t scare the critters.
Like I said before, I’d make a day trip to find some, but don’t even know where to go...I would use waxed string to make slow delay fuses....could be miles away before the BOOOM!
(on bike)..*lol*
Boomland on I55 near Sikestown Missouri. Like a Sam’s Club full of fireworks.
Red River Arsenal. They are guaranteed to work first time, every time.
WOW! That south of the border sign taked me back to family road trips and stocking up on Fire-works that you couldn’t get up north!
Every time I drive down I-95 and see the Holy Sombrero rising above the plains of Dillon County, I get a little misty-eyed thinking about my wonderful 7 1/2 years in South Carolina.
God bless SC, a state where it’s perfectly OK to blow yourself up to your heart’s content every July 4 and New Years Eve.
}:-)4
DP and the boys are going over the line tomorrow to buy fireworks (and cheap gas). One of our neighbors usually puts on a professional level, totally-illegal-in-NC blowout, but he has a daughter starting college this fall and may not have his usual fireworks budget.
I used to get to the Carolinas pretty often and I always stopped there. I never bought fireworks because I was never there the right time of the year, but they do have a great stand. A good old-fashioned tourist trap and a sight to see at night.
Here in the Southwest with extreme drought conditions, setting off fireworks is a sure way to start wildfires.
My very favorite was a little shop in Northern Missouri. It was on a “back” road, but since Iowa is a fireworks nanny State they still did plenty of business.
Anyway, this is a family run joint...the owners house is less than 20-30 yards from this large building full of fireworks. The one day that I stopped in there, it appeared no one was there...suddenly someone appeared at the Counter...he had been taking a nap on the floor. In the middle of the store was a table, with a huge ashtray; overflowing with hundreds of butts. Not something often seen in a fireworks shop.
The guy was helping me pick out some good fireworks, and described one as “super-loud...we set them off outside the kids’ windows once in the while if they don’t get up for school.”
Kid you not...loved those people...LOL!
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