Tasers

[bobbins]

Just found this on another sight and nearly wet my self

An American review:-

Only in the states!


Just try reading this without laughing 'til you cry!!!
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

inches 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 dip ****,' 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 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 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?



*(^%#@, 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 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 **** myself, 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 nuts 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!

[russ]

pmsl thats a belter !