Grill my dinner at the same time you grill me on where I went to college

The long weekend that gives a nod to the nation's birth is again a satisfyingly consumptive time. Eight hours of manila folders and dreaming of barbecues at my standard rate of pay and three hours spent in the company of a teetotaler brought to you by OkCupid did not deter from a weekend packed with typical Fourth thrills. Vistas, slutty striped dresses rendered thematic, and fireworks literal and metaphorical. To the Americans who took a pause from the hullabaloo to check this site, I want to thank you for making the ODC a component of your celebratory measures and for your pledge of allegiance to what happens here.