Guys...I know its hard to take this guy seriously, but let me share a little story with you, that culminated with me going to 3 different doctors today. It all started three days ago when I purged my last batch of BHO. Now, I'll start off by saying that I blast material that I grew, so I know it's free from contaminants. Also, I purge the shit outta my stuff via vacuum, and it contains no butane. So...No butane, no contaminants...Well, three days ago, I started dabbing this latest batch with no signs of anything abnormal. I usually just dab in the evenings on days which I work, and I worked on Saturday and Sunday, so I was mostly dabbing at night, and last night I smoked more dabs that I ever have in one night...Thats how I know it was the BHO. cause I didn't do anything different or eat anything that night, and after all those dabs, my belly already hurt a little...I just thought it was from coughing a bunch. I didn't notice anything abnormal until this morning, but when I woke up, my abdomen was swollen to twice it's normal size, and I had considerable pressure. Naturally, I'm freaking out. I mean, I'm generally a pretty healthy guy, so this was WAY out of the norm for me. As soon as I woke up, I called in to see my regular doctor, and told them my problem. They told me on the phone to go straight to the hospital when I described my symptoms. So by this point, I've noticed the pressure is getting greater and I'm starting to get short of breath. I'm really freaking out, and my girlfriend can hardly get it together enough to drive me to the hospital. Well, I live in a slightly rural area, and as we're driving down the mountain the pressure has reached a point where I am practically having to straighten my back as stiff as a board to try to alleviate some of the pain from by distended belly, and finally I just tell my gf to call 911. So the ambulance comes, they get me to the hospital, and the admitting doctor takes one look at my belly and his eyes get as big as saucers. By this point, i'm sweating profusely and vomiting. So, thats doctor number 1. They take me to a room and another doctor comes in, takes a look, and walks back out...Doctor number 2. He comes back in like 15 minutes later with Doctor number 3, and a tray full of medical instruments. The shove this bendy camera up my ass, and after a few minutes of nothing, they pull it out...And as they pull it out, I swear, I shit out a golden egg the size of a grapefruit...Now I'm rich, biotch!