Location: Behind you. (Your house/apartment/work cubicle/cardboard box is lovely)
Dear neighbours currently setting off fireworks
You've got TWO FUCKING DAYS to wait. IT'S A DESIRE YOU CAN CONTAIN.
Stop ejaculating your pretty colours and patterns all over the sky and waking up my infant foster sister from her slumbers. Keep it in your garage, and when the day finally comes, your fetish for explosions will be all the more fulfilling. Everybody wins.