Stun Gun~~ Gotta Read!

[handcannon]

Stun gun ONLY AGUY WOULD DO THIS. Too funny...


This was submitted by a guy who purchased his lovely wife a "pocket
Taser"
for their anniversary.

Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol &.Pawn Shop that sparked
my
interest. The occasion was our 22nd anniversary and I was looking for a
little something extra for my wife Toni. What Icame across was a
100,OOO-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were
suppose to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your
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 two
triple-a batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! ZAP
!
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
arch
of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. Awesome!!!
Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Toni what that burn. spot is on
the
face of her microwave.

Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it
couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-a batteries,. right?!!!

There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting
little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I
really
needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving 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
glasses
perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand,
taser
in another. 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 than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and loaded with
two
itsy, bitsy triple-a batteries) thinking to myself, "no possible way!"

What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my
best.....

I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one
side
as to say, "don't do it master," reasoning that a one-second burst from
such a tiny little ole thing couldn't 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

HOLYMOTHER!WEAPONS OF MASSDESTRUCTION

@!@$$!O/o!@*!!!

I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me
up
in the recliner, 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
nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest
position, and tingling in my legs. The cat was standing over me making
meowing sounds I had never heard before, licking my face, undoubtedly
thinking to herself, "do it again, do it again!"

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-.. that hurt like hell!!! A minute or so later (I can't be
sure,
as time was a relative thing at that point), 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. How did
they
up get there???

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 Ibs.

I'm still looking for my testicles? I'm offering a significant reward
for
their safe return.


Still in shock

[Deputy 14]

 

[M Sharpe]

 

That's funny right there....

[Eric Gregg]

 

[coyotetrpr]

Great story.

[hookedspur]

 

[4nwtf]

 

[longspur]

 

[surehuntsalot]

 

[chatterbox]

 

[Sherrell]

 

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