Fortunately for the Mossgate Police force, Jim doesn't work over the weekends, meaning he hasn't been out of his house the whole lead-up to the bonfire and therefore hasn't been snooping around where he shouldn't be.
He's spent all week re-arranging his kitchen, throwing out the stuff he can no longer eat, sorting the bits he's not touched into a bag for the food donation bin at the Tesco's on the high st. It's been a long process, who knew so much stuff had gluten in it?
Too much stuff has gluten in it, Jim is suffering, and maybe he'll become a bio-engineer just so he can eat whatever the hell he wants again.
When it gets to the fifth, though, he knows it's time for explosives. The british have a day for fireworks, and there's less patriotism involved, but more fire in general, and that's something he can get behind. He's not gonna go show his face in Moss manor for a while still, so he'll be at the one in Folkton.
Find this idiot either staring forlornly at the food stalls or stuffing his face with Floss. It's still up for grabs because it's just sugar so long as they don't put any food colouring in it, and the gods have to give him something, anything that won't make him die on contact.
When everything's calmed down some, though, he's still kinda... restless. He saw the sales, he's got the money, and so he has home fireworks of his own and a perfectly good back garden. The council ones are good, but sometimes you just gotta set off your own.
So after the Bonfire in Folkton, he's set up a small array at his house, setting them off at 8:30pm. People that know where Jim's house is or just know Jim in general will know that it's him because well, Americans, right?
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He's spent all week re-arranging his kitchen, throwing out the stuff he can no longer eat, sorting the bits he's not touched into a bag for the food donation bin at the Tesco's on the high st. It's been a long process, who knew so much stuff had gluten in it?
Too much stuff has gluten in it, Jim is suffering, and maybe he'll become a bio-engineer just so he can eat whatever the hell he wants again.
When it gets to the fifth, though, he knows it's time for explosives. The british have a day for fireworks, and there's less patriotism involved, but more fire in general, and that's something he can get behind. He's not gonna go show his face in Moss manor for a while still, so he'll be at the one in Folkton.
Find this idiot either staring forlornly at the food stalls or stuffing his face with Floss. It's still up for grabs because it's just sugar so long as they don't put any food colouring in it, and the gods have to give him something, anything that won't make him die on contact.
When everything's calmed down some, though, he's still kinda... restless.
He saw the sales, he's got the money, and so he has home fireworks of his own and a perfectly good back garden. The council ones are good, but sometimes you just gotta set off your own.
So after the Bonfire in Folkton, he's set up a small array at his house, setting them off at 8:30pm. People that know where Jim's house is or just know Jim in general will know that it's him because well, Americans, right?