Use your imagination
A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their
Anniversary submitted this:
Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & pawnshop that sparked
my interest. The occasion was our 15th Anniversary and I was looking
for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across
was a 100,000 volt pocket/purse-sized Taser. The effects of the Taser
were supposed to be short lived with no long-term adverse affect on
the assailant allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety WAY TOO
COOL!!!!!!!!!
Long story short I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded 2
AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button.
NOTHING!! I was disappointed. I learned however, that if I pushed the
button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time;
I'd get the blue of electricity darting back and forth between the
prongs.
AWESOME!!!!!!
Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is
on the face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this
toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only 2
AAA batteries, right? There I sat in my reclined, my cat Gracie
looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the
directions and thinking that I really needed a flesh and blood target.
I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a
second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But If I
was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a
mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised.
AM I WRONG?
So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading
glassed perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one
hand and Taser in the other. The directions said that a one-second
burst would shock and disorient your assailant A two-second burst was
supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; A
three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the
ground like a fish out of water; Any burst longer than three seconds
would be wasting the batteries. All the while I'm looking at this
little device measuring about 5' long, less that 3/4' in
circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with 2 itsy bitsy AAA
batteries) thinking to myself, no possible way!
What happened next is beyond description, but I'll do my best. I'm
sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head ****ed to one
side as if to say, don't do it dip****; reasoning that a one-second
burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't possibly hurt all
that bad. I decided to give myself a one-second burst just for the
heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button
and HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!!! WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION!!!WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm pretty sure that Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door,
picked me up in the recliner, and then body slammed us both on the
carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on
my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking
wet, both nipples on fire, testicles no where to be found, with my
left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position and tingling in
my legs.
The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging
to the picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an
attempt to avoid getting slammed by my flopping all over the living
room.
Note: If you ever feel compelled to mug yourself with a Taser, one
note of caution: there is no such thing as a one-second burst when you
zap yourself!!!!!! You will not let go of that thing until it is
dislodged from your hand, by a violent thrashing about on the floor.
A three-second burst would be considered conservative
SON-OF-A-BITCH!!! THAT HURT LIKE HELL!!!!!!!!!.
A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at
that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and
surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of
the fireplace; The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet from
where it originally was; My Triceps, right thigh and both nipples were
still twitching; My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain
and my bottom lip weighed 88 lb.; I had no control over my drooling;
Apparently I **** myself, but was too numb to know for sure and sense
of smell was gone; I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head, which I believe was coming from my hair; I'm still looking for my nuts and I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PS My wife loved her gift, and now regularly threatens me with it! If
you think Education is difficult, try being stupid.
That is ****in pure gold!!!! I haven't laughed so much in a long time, nearly cried!!! lol. Whether its real or not, who cares, it was bloody funny!!![]()
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ROFLMAO! Great stuff there. Loved it!
Ahahaha ouch![]()
lol ... enough said![]()
thats gold