I get homemade hooch from Serbia every year in quantity because it seems everyone knows someone with a backyard still. That's of indeterminate proof. It actually tastes quite good and hasn't killed me yet (despite their reputation, the Serbs are by the far the most hospitable people I've ever met, and also the tallest, I swear some of them have to duck to avoid clouds).
My neighbour once gave me a plastic jerrycan of gin – seriously, four litres – that she'd lugged all the way from Uganda because we'd told her we liked gin. I did taste it and I think it's actually kerosine.