My neighbor and I did one years ago when I was still drinking, right in the middle of suburbia. It was a drunken, greasy mess. We stayed up all night long, constantly realigning the thing on the makeshift spit. Word got around, and there were so many people that we had police choppers overhead. We went through 11 kegs of beer that day. As Bobby said: "If someone else does it, yes. If I have to do another one...No."