If you drop those drops into a 55-gallon drum of water, the potency of the acid will be diluted to a point of ineffectiveness, and you'll have to find other ways to put holes in your shirt.
It's like that with other things too, even beyond the field of organic chemistry, of which I know next to nothing.
I'm thinking about the parents of the football players at Western Hills High School down in Texas, where high school football is like a religion, only with better attendance, and a marching band. Their redoubtable Cougars football team recently took on Aledo High School down in Fort Worth, losing in a photo finish, 91-0.
There's a great scene in the movie "The Last Picture Show," also set in Texas, when the local 11 get shellacked, and the next morning, the adults are hectoring some of the players, saying "Y'all ever heard of blocking and tackling?" And one guy, when another spectator says he'd like to be proud of his hometown team, says, "Be easier if you had a better home town."
Losing a football game? It happens. It isn't bullying.
And here's what makes me want to file charges against Mr and Mrs Outraged Texans. Google "Western Hills High School" and you come up with this story from 2011, when two baseball players from that august school were accused of killing baby chicks in some bizarre ritual intended to help them play baseball better through voodoo.
There is no record of outraged parents being thoroughly fed up and filing reports of bullying against the ballplayers. I mean, killing baby chicks? No problem in Texas. But don't you dare score more touchdowns than Cletus, Beauford and Wrangler Slim did.
'Cause we'll file papers on ya, consarn it!