It's only fair. Last week we featured Jon Stewart and company go to Tampa for the Republican National Convention and just tear Florida a new one. (Choice quote: "In just three-and-a-half years, this once bustling metropolis is now a wind and rain-soaked, foreclosed shell of itself, its denizens barricaded in their homes, trying desperately to protect whatever rat urine-soaked meth lab equipment they still own.")

This week, the Daily Show broadcasts from North Carolina, home of the Democratic National Convention. My native land got off a little easier last night—I like to think because it's generally superior in every way to Florida—but there's still some zingers packed in this four-minute video. I mean, they manage to sh*t on the barbeque. The barbeque! That's grounds for murder in certain counties.