(A little coarse language)
Ah, farm country. You can stuff 84 times the manufacturer’s recommended maximum charge of tannerite into your buddy’s old beater and let rip. It’s like Hunter S. Thompson is your wedding planner.
No livestock were discommoded by this explosion. What happens to the livestock when all the beer has been consumed is none of anyone’s business. What happens in Podunk, stays in Podunk.