I hate it. Fireworks make my dog go nuts and we live in quite a densely populated suburb so there are bloody loads of them going off.
He gets so scared he won't go out for a piss. So one has to escort him out into the garden where he can make a quick dash for a shrub before rushing back into the house, tail between his legs, shaking like mad.
Well, you could celebrate it, but you might get some weird looks from the neighbors. And I should have mentioned it in my first post; I've never heard of Guy Fawkes day. I looked it up on Wiki, and apparently the American usage of 'guy' comes from his name.
Bloke: Let of a whole heap of fireworks in November.
Neighbors: "WTF" *calls cops to complain about noise.*
Cops: 'ello 'ello 'ello what's this all about son?
Bloke: We're celebrating a terrorist who tried to blow up the seat of government in the UK by letting off explosives.
Spooks: Please come with us...
In the "old days" in New Zealand we used to celebrate Guy Fawkes day on the 5th of November. We took the tradition from England. Only problem was, November in New Zealand is summer (in England it is winter) ... this lead to many bush fires and homes getting burned down, so they nolonger allow Joe Public in NZ to buy fireworks.
Damn shame, as a kid I really enjoyed blowing up stuff.