Phantom Fireworks of Burns Harbor

Come for the fireworks. Stay for the t-​shirts. Their t-​shirts are super comfortable and super affordable. Not to mention they go well with everything.

You want the fireworks that give your audience the ah’s, the oh’s and the ooh’s. Then you have to buy your shit right here. It will hurt your wallet, for sure. But you’ll go home with some definite crowd pleasers. Be the apple of your kid’s eyes; be the head honcho of the 4^th of July firework shows of the neighborhood. When you light off those cakes, Saturn batteries and awe inspiring shells, you’ll see lips pursed in unison for your dynamic show of testosterone. I’m talking Q-​bert style full lip oooh’s !
Store is well lit. Each piece of pleasure is properly labeled in its place. The label includes the price and a perfect description of what to expect from the product. Not some Nancy description of what it generally does, like what you find on the wrapper. Alternately, you can go on-​line to their website and see what the firework does, they offer flash video footage. Most footage covers the items of specialty and those that are crowd pleasers.
I have not come across any other fireworks distributor bad-​ass enough to offer such dynamic marketing to please their customers. For sparklers and all that other stuff you like to give to the little kids, you can buy at Shelton’s.
If you like jumping jacks & strobes, ask about the ground flowers with strobe. Four to a pack, excellent just for a quick burst of light to ooh your BBQ.

Dynamite, heat, excitement.
All intermingled in the great American ritual.
the fourth of July
What is there about a solid molar-​rattling explosion that sends the blood a tingle and roses to the cheeks?
Grocery store like atmosphere filled with things that go BOOM!
An orgiastic feast of light, colors and sounds that sends young children and grown men alike bounding through it’s small aisles with arm loads of explosive entertainment.
Even though our fair state has declared these decadent displays of independence illegal to own and have, it makes no impedance on my yearly journey to wrangle in shopping bags of black cats, bottle rockets, jumping Betty’s, roman candles, volcano’s, double break mortatrs, and snap dragons.
They offer buy one, get one free which is a delight to both the thrifty minded shopper and the and back yard roman candle wielder.
Now these may not be at the same level of artillery the fore father’s of our great nation had but, boy oh boy, they do just fine.
Until the day I ma no longer able to physically light a high intensity explosive device I will continue to celebrate our country’s birth with the soul lifting displays of color and light that both this proprietor and the many others in the state of Indiana offer.
Happy birthday America