On Wednesday Sam, Nicole, Thomas, and I made some homemade rootbeer
. . . and a dry ice bomb . . .
It was awesome and reminded me of making it at Grandma Jones'
at Halloween and blowing on it like on Hocus Pocus.
It overflowed when we added the dry ice.
Other than that minor detail it was flawless.
Sam kept breathing it in and then blowing it our his nose. Pretty entertaining, but when I tried I nearly choked to death and felt like I had the black lung.