Hansfisher, I guess you and I were a lot alike. In my military days I was in ordinance disposal with the 101st Abn. in KY. and had access to just about anything I wanted. I picked up a dummy frag grenade, painted it OD, plugged the hole in the bottom, and screwed in a live fuse. My buddy's desk just happened to be end to end with mine. As I was sitting at my desk one afternoon pretending to play with the grenade, I could see that he was watching me out of the corner of his eye as he was catching up on some paper work. One of his desk drawers, the one closest to my desk was open and I just couldn't resist, pretending to fumble around with the grenade, I "accidentaly" pulled the pin and nerviously said "Oh s--t" and dropped it into his desk drawer. He came up over the top of that desk cracking both knees on the edge, landed on all fours, and craweled out the door located a few feet away so fast I think he may have left a vapour trail behind him! I laughed so hard the tears were rolling down my cheeks, but needless to say he didn't see the humor in it. Afterward I did feel just a little bad since he banged his knees so hard getting out of there.
