You Laugh, You Lose

[Havok]

Originally Posted by Steve Dallas

*post above*

Hahah thanks. I was looking for that one to post. That one is one of my favorites too.

[8ty8 ls1]

[Iwantone2]

Originally Posted by Blade

Too long for my attention span, stopped reading after the second email.

It is definitely worth it to read the whole thing through!!!

[WadeWilson]

Originally Posted by Iwantone2

It is definitely worth it to read the whole thing through!!!

[ddavis]

Story of Husband Who Self Taser-ed Himself


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 and every woman

needs something to protect herself with, right??



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 microwa ve.



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 if to say, 'don't do it dummy,' 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 HECK!!!



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 attempt to avoid

getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living roo m.



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?

IT 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 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 pooped on myself, but

was too numb to know for sure and my sense of s mell was gone. I saw a faint

smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my hair. I'm still

looking for my testicles 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!



'If you think education is difficult, try being stupid.'

[Big Brunsy]