Ok it was me, I set off the stink bomb in Mr. Ausberry’s 3rd period chemistry class, back in 99. I just didn’t realize Mr.A was hiding the fact that he had a touch of the stomach flu and immediately yakked theatrical projectile vomit all over the class and in the hallway. He almost s*** his pants trying to rush to the bathroom slipping in his own vomit. When I look back, it was the worst f****** putrid stench i’ve ever smelled from anything or know of any dead carcass that could replicate it. To say this least we didn’t see him for 2 weeks. For the life of me I could never find the company that made it. That liquid a** BS spray couldn’t even hold a candle to it. NISH was the best highschool ever.
