ROFLMAO!!! A mental picture of someone else’s oops is always more fun than explaining the scorch marks on the carpet to your mom.
The stuff I way playing with as a kid would turn these nanny staters into gibbering idiots. I had my own lab set up in the basement complete with bunsen burner. I was ordering supplies from chemical supply houses, including concentrated sulfuric acid. The stuff arrived via US Postal Service.
Not quite sure why, but my parents never did figure out why the drain pipes in the basement sink kept corroding away to nothing!