(My chemistry class has been partnered up in the lab and we’re playing around with vinegar and baking soda, putting just enough into a test tube to make it foam up.)
Lab Partner: *smiling* “This is so much fun! I never got to do this as a kid.”
Me: “Really?” *grinning mischievously* “Want to see what this stuff can really do?”
Lab Partner: “But Mrs. [Teacher] said not to make a mess. She said if we did, we would get detention!”
Me: *rolls eyes* “Tell her that it was all me! You just have to see what it can do!”
(I fill the tube halfway with baking soda then pour vinegar into it and jam the cork into it. I use my thumb to hold it in but soon the pressure has built enough that it I have to let go. The cork blasts off, flying at least fifteen feet before it lands at the back of the lab, right at the teacher’s feet. She glares at me and the puddle surrounding our lab station.)
Lab Partner: *wide-eyed* “Oh, whoa! I didn’t know it could do THAT!”
Teacher: “Miss [My Name], what part of ‘don’t make a mess’ did you not understand?”
Me: *grinning* “It was all in the name of science! [Lab partner] never got to play with this stuff as a kid!”
Teacher: *sighs and rubs her temples* “I’ll go get a mop from the janitor’s closet.” *points at the rest of the class* “No one else do that. If you do, we’ll NEVER come back to the lab. EVER.”
(I never did get a detention. That was the first and last time I ever caused trouble in that class.)