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I started reading this loke to myself when her indoors asked what it was so i started again. I would recomend you read it outloud to someone before reading it to yourself for hysterical laughter. there is no foul language:trustme: but so well written:D don't want to waste bandwith so feel free to remove after a short while:thumbsup:


Anniversary - Tazer Stun Gun


Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased

his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary submitted this:


Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my



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 tazer.


The effects of the tazer 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





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 AAA 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



I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a

second) and then 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 tazer 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; and 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



All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5"

long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference (loaded with two itsy, bitsy

AAA batteries); pretty cute really, and 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 so as to say, 'Don't do it stupid,' reasoning that a one second

burst from such a tiny lil 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 ...




I'm pretty sure Hulk Hogan 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 room.


Note: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a tazer, 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!


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 had crapped in my shorts, but was too numb to know for

sure, and my sense of smell 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 can't stop laughing about my experience, loved the gift and

now regularly threatens me with it!


If you think education is difficult, try being stupid !!!



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