Every neighborhood has THAT guy with the fireworks stash — garage exploding with pyrotechnics, starting his "grand finale" at 3pm, yelling "Did you see that one?" while all anyone sees is smoke. 🎆 Ellen's hilarious take on America's favorite holiday for handing explosives to people whose biggest engineering feat is assembling a charcoal grill.
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