The firework bug.

Well, I remember as a kid being an absolute firework fanatic. I used to cut class (yes Mom believe that) and sneak down to Chinatown and buy fireworks. The big ones. Pinapples, M-80's or whatever they were called. I remember asking the man at the counter if he had any of 'the stuff', and we would slide a pack of bottle rockets across the counter. I would slip them into my bag and head for the door. I remember that every cop I passed just knew what was in my bag and I was going to get thrown in jail at any moment.

Anyway, flash forward 25 years and here I am in South Carolina where they are legal. Kinda takes the fun out of it. But, to the point of the post, Riley has the firework bug. Bad.