Meet Tony, he's drunk, he has fireworks, and has little respect for his genitalia.
On his first attempt the gentleman was like a nervous guy on a date, suffering premature explosion that fizzles out after only a few seconds. But don't you worry, good ole Tony has sticktoitiveness and was able to light his dick on fire several times.
At least Tony will have an entertaining story to share when he's attempting to get intimate with a girl and she asks why he has third-degree burns on his schlong. And by the way, I guess if I melted my pecker off with fireworks I would also select "Ecstasy of Gold" as the soundtrack of my dick's demise.