Another story told about a young man who had lost out to a rival. Going to the wedding reception he tossed a grenade in the window killing or wounding a few dozen of the wedding guests and eliminating both his rival and former girl friend.
I've always stayed clear of grenades. When I was in the army they were only issued when leaving a compound and then only to those who might need them. When I was living with the US military they would have them strung all over their uniforms. They never seemed to realize that when pulling a fatigue jacket from a cupboard the pin might get snagged on something. I would never have one in the house.
Another luckless husband on visiting a brothel woke up the following morning minus one of his vital organs. One wonders who had put out a contract on him.