Got dispatched for a fire in a single family home. We were running three man crews at the time, so I'm on nozzle and Lt. is behind me, we go in through wide open front door. Visibility is getting worse by the second, we feel down the hall and finally see the flames, he whole time I keep knocking over glass bottles and feeling squishy "things" beneath my knees. Get knock down and the next two units vent. About this time we realize the hall was full of liquor bottles full of piss and plastic bags full of shit. We were covered in it. Had to be hosed down while on air. Had a lot of great fires my first two years on in Ohio but the last year it really died down.