11 year olds, pron and electricity!
The length we go to for a bit of smut.

We used to have a trailer shed at the top of the garden that we took over as our 'den' (we were 11!) Twas a great place for reading the Razzle, Fiesta and wotnot.

1 night it was a bit dark so i managed to find an old spotlight in the shed with 1 of my dad's cobbled together super-long mains extentions. I ran it up the garden, plugged in the light and it worked - for about 5 seconds.

I sussed that the huge bit of black insulation tape in the middle must be the problem (where mi dad had joined 2 leads) so i set to work undoing it all to tidy up the leads and re-connect them. Only problem is i hadn't turned it off at the wall. Now, all i can remember is a loud buzzing noise and trying to crawl up the garden on my knees. My mates filled me in on the rest of the story 2 days later in hospital.

Apparently, there were 'blue lines' of electricity crackling and my hair was stood on end with smoke coming off it - i STILL had hold of the wires as the light was on! 1 of the lads realised what was happening and kicked the wire out of my hand. It was at this point that my hear stopped. Lucky, my dad came out, saw what was going on and started CPR for 15 minutes till the Ambulance arrived.

This was 20 years ago and i still have no finger prints on 4 fingers.
(TheManofScience, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 9:38, 2 replies)

Well on the plus side...
...you're set for life if you can commit yourself to a life of crime involving only four fingers.

***sets self to 'criminal-genius' mode to help***
(Angie the Redneck Wonder, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 9:53, closed)

hhmm..
I'd be like that nutter from that film 'Se7en' - but without the razorblades to my fingers.
(TheManofScience, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 10:25, closed)