It was a quiet day, most of the students were in a classroom across the hall with Vince, learning the finer points of salvage.

  Joe, Dave, Louis, and Myself, were just hanging out in the office yaking it up when Joe, pointing to a thunderflash, says hey Louis how do those things work?... 

  Wellllll says louis in a "distinct" French Canadian Accent... You just rippem off the top here, den pull off da cap and expose da pointy ting underneed. den, whit one quick moshunn, you jus scratch the top of de pointy ting wit da cap an.......Oooops.........

  Did you ever see the Wrath of Khan?.. When the Genesis Factor starts with a little tiny spark on the surface, and spreads out, in an ever widening circle until the whole surface bursts into a bright glowing ember? That's exactly what seemed to happen to da pointy ting, "in veeerrry Slooow Moootion" as the thunderflash ignited.. before the tiny spark spread halfway across da pointy ting, I was already out the door and halfway to the second floor waiting for the inevitable.

  Now the burning question. What the hell do you do with a lit thunderflash, while standing in a community college office? As far as louis was concerned, you throw the thing under a desk and try, along with two other guys, to get out the door at the same time.

  You know, it's amazing just how long seven seconds can last.. Particularly to three guys stuck in a doorway. One grunt and a quick slam took care of that problem just as the thunderflash did what thunderflashes do whenever you toss one under a desk in a in a closed office..

  Meanwhile, on the second floor I was trying to look nonchalant as a LOUD bang echoed down every hallway in the college and, got back downstairs just as Vince was exiting the classroom staring daggers at Dave (These things were "usually" his fault). Hey shit man.. not my fault "this" time Vince..Every one pointed at louis, and listened the only plausible answer he could think of. "I was jus showin Joe how da tunderflash works"... 
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