In the pub the other day I was telling that old joke about what you do if you see an epileptic having a fit in the bath. Answer; throw in your washing and soap powder.
We were all having a good laugh about this, when this big b****** tapped me on the shoulder and said - I don't find that very funny. My brother was an epileptic and he died in the bath during one of his fits.
I said - Sorry mate, did he drown?
No, he said, he choked on a sock.