and the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air... I wanted to do something special this day of our "independence" and tried to think of a way to make you pay for all of the horrible legislation our country has decided to pass against women. atone for your sins, follow my instructions -- I want you to obey my every command. you are indentured to me, and you are thankful for it. "this is the way the world ends; not with a bang, but a whimper" if you shot off fireworks this year, give your balls 1776 taps.