We returned from the hot chocolate line to see a man waving
his arms wildly, gesturing at the tent behind the crowd, and protesting loudly
about what was missing from the free event that no one forced him come to in the
first place.
Listening intently and caught in this man's spirit of revolution, Derrick couldn't
help himself.
"Yeah! And BIG BARRELS OF FIRE!"
If we hadn't been laughing in that crying-screaming kind of way, I'm sure
we would have been as speechless as our new protesting friend.
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