Talking of fire, in high school me and a bunch of buddies used to sit at the back of the science room and pour meths over the desk and set it alight. Our teacher was a complete doofus, very slow, very dumb even for a science teacher. He came out of the prep room and said in his slow doofus voice "somethings burning".
Well Duh!
I also had an Indian science teacher that managed to set his turban alight bending over the bunsen burner.
On the mountaintop, [email] spake thusly:
*chokes on her Mountain Dew*
-Mindy
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*begins the hiemlich manuever after laughing hysterically*
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wicka_chick wrote in message news:7r6rsn$9ur$[email]...
[email] (Mindy) wrote:
Mindy, Mindy, Mindy, I told ya that that stuff was dangerous!
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On the mountaintop, [email] spake thusly:
<crying> But I can't stop! I'm addicted!! MOM, DAD, I'LL GET HELP! I'M SORRY!!!!! <runs out of atd in a soggy mess, guzzling a 64-ounce cup full o' Dew>
-Mindy
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On the ceiling, over the backmost bench in the Chemistry lab at my old school, was a stain which, folklore had it, re-appeared every time it was painted over. It was said to be what remained of the face of a pupil who'd conducted an, ahem, unauthorised experiment when the Chemistry Master's attention was elsewhere...
Martin.
Martin Sylvester wrote:
There was a similar story that passed around at school camp. In the girls dormitory there was a stain that vaguely resembled an outline of a body. Legend has it that some poor girly fell of her bunk and died in a pool of her own blood.