I hate November. In the search for something illustrative, this turned up.
Say hello to novembichin (1).
As a nitrogen analog of mustard gas, the mother of war agents, this one should be equally nasty. Novembichin is not something you would want to spill on your hands. The immediate effects would be chemical burns, after which the compound would enter your body and fuck up your DNA for good. Avoid.
Yup, November is a bitch.
J. Am. Chem. Soc. 1951, 73, 3635–3641. (DOI: 10.1021/ja01152a023)