A couple of friends and I went to the beach to watch people light off their fireworks. Lots of people had mortars (one of the more civilised aspects of Washington state – being able to buy real fireworks), and some people up the shore had some nifty ones.
The firework took off and ejected a rocket. The rocket looked like a big white sperm. When it burned out, there was a second one; and after that, a third. Three sperm-looking rockets. And they screamed. I said to a friend’s wife, ‘They look like sperm.’ She said, ‘I was just going to say that!’