Well, it all started 2 nights ago when everyone was parked downtown looking for a party. I was sittin in the car with my homie smoking resin, because our town is dry as hell. We decided to have a party at his house, so we proceeded to get the beer and call the women. So the party is going strong and we're starting to get low on beer. My friend, being the natural born redneck he is, pulled out five 1 gallon milk jugs filled with fermenting filth. He grabbed his homemade condenser and threw it on stove. Now, the stench of this hooch was enough to kill a small pony. (Imagine the smell of sweaty feet and yeast infected crotch). So we got the fermented alcohol evaporating after we heated it for sometime, and slowly but surely, it dripped out into our collection jug. After about 2 of the gallons were cooked, the heat was starting to rise. I had gone to take a piss and was coming back into the kitchen when I see my friend's cousin hovering over the stove watching the operation at work. Just at that moment, the condenser whipped off and a cloud of fire and steam overcame my friend. So now we have a drunk who was sprayed with boiling alcohol and fire, and is suffering from singed facial hair (like no facial hair, whatsover... even the eyebrows were gone). Of course the fun didn't stop there. Someone had found the fireworks stash and was lighting off firecrackers in the house. What a mess to clean up. The next morning was filled with chores, mainly removing all the passed out drunks from the house and wiping up vomit. Our hangovers were cured when my friend found a small block of hash in his gun cabinet. We topped it all off with a nice breakfast of Sausage, Eggs, and Hash What a weekend...