You like a lot of things and I like a lot of things. If we like the same things we will most likely like each other. I'm willing to give that a chance.
Sometimes I wonder if I will live to see a day when hearing the sound of fireworks exploding in the distance does not lead to the following chain of thoughts:
1. I think that’s probably fireworks, not gunfire, right?
2. Fireworks is a weird word. Fireworks. Fire works. Fire that works. Fireworks. What a weird word.
3. Baby you’re a firework come on show ‘em what you’re worth.