That's where I learned to make blow up. Still make it to this day. Funny story. I was in the country jail and was supposed to get out in six. So I didn't want to take a shower. Well the sixth day came and passed. Now mind you I'm in a dorm with killers and murderers. Well this one murderin dude decided to have a group meeting and it was about hygiene. They was taking to me. Hollering about I smell like shit(which I did) and did I need to use shower shoes, wash clothes, deodorant, etc. Shit wigged me out because yall having group meetings about my hygiene but yall literally murdered muthafuckas. Make it make sense