The Doom Bass is an urban myth of sorts. For a lack of first hand experience here is a shortened version of the myth:
One day, about 20 years ago,
Jimmy, a student in an AP Calculus AB class, tried to convince his teacher that the derivative was just a point on a function. Infuriated, his teacher plotted.
It was a dark and stormy night when it happened. Around 3 AM the sound of the door bell resonated throughout his house and
Jimmy walked down stairs. He opened the door and before he even knew what hit him, he was on the ground. Time and time again, his teacher smacked him over the
head with a freshly thawed
fish. The odor could be smelt from miles away.
The student returned to the class the following day. Although his
head was bruised, he had read his textbook and now he knew the
definition of the derivative. Appalled at his bruised condition, a fellow classmate asked him "what happened to you." He turned his
head slowly and said.."it was the Doom Bass."
Thus the Doom Bass Was born