I'm sat here on a Saturday night nursing a broken leg, 2 cracked ribs and an erection (nothing to do with my injuries but I've just seen Sharon Osbourne) and I've been thinking, have you ever meant something genuinely as a joke and it's turned out catastrophic for the victim? A long time ago when I shared a 4 man room, one of my room mates bought a tropical fish tank and all the works, filters, heaters etc. He went home for the weekend and I was bored so I had a play with his fish, normal stuff like smacking them over the head with the heater element and trying to knock them unconscious. I'd succesfully brained quite a number when I inadvertantly broke the end off the heater element. I hurriedly dropped it back in the water and thought "why haven't the fish been electrocuted" when i realised that they wouldn't be as they weren't earthed and my mind went into over drive. I went next door and got a mate called Geordie to come into the room. He fancied himself as a master fish keeper so I told him that I was looking after the fish and that I thought their water was too cold for them. Could he use his fishy experience and feel the heat of the water? He readily agreed and after a lecture about the optimum temperature for keeping guppies, stuffed his arm in the water. There was a loud crack, a flash and Geordie collapsed on the floor twitching. That sight was bad enough but it was also coupled with embarrasment as I noticed he'd swamped himself. Thus followed a few tense moments as I mentally prepared statements to give to the RMP who would arrest me for manslaughter when Geordie came to muttering "what happened?" I explained that he'd flicked the heater, breaking it, nearly killed himself and that he now owed the owner Â£10 for a replacement. Geordie, god bless him willingly paid up and I agreed not to tell anyone about his stupidity. Was I wrong? Maybe, but I saved myself a tenner.