In the good ole' days you asked the chemist (pharmacist) for spirits-of-salts and got a corked bottle of strong shit that blackened your finger-tips.
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When we waited a few minutes, the sugar/NaClO3 mixture we'd poured it on caught (on?) fire and not only did we think the fire is fun but the
heavy-duty smoke-screen is a 'gas' too. . .
There's been much progress since---and all in the wrong direction!
We were 13-14 and at that time regarded the opposite sex as dangerously unpredictable.
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