I don't ususally put chit chatty things up, but I literally had tears rolling down my face from this one..... needless to say I asked hubby for one
Very well written:lol:
Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased
His lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this:
Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop 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 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 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
Arc 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 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, and
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 dipshit,' 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 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 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 making meowing sounds I
Had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the
Fireplace, obviously in an atempt to avoid getting slammed by my body
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 an irrelative 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 or so 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 lbs. I had no control over the drooling.
Apparently I soiled myself, but was too numb to know for sure as my sense
of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I
believe was came from my hair. I'm still looking for my jibblies and I'm
offering a significant reward for their safe return!!
P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!
Very well written:lol:Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased
His lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this:
Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop 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 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 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
Arc 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 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, and
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 dipshit,' 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 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 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 making meowing sounds I
Had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the
Fireplace, obviously in an atempt to avoid getting slammed by my body
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 an irrelative 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 or so 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 lbs. I had no control over the drooling.
Apparently I soiled myself, but was too numb to know for sure as my sense
of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I
believe was came from my hair. I'm still looking for my jibblies and I'm
offering a significant reward for their safe return!!
P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!
