Humor - Playing with a Tazer

Subject: HAHAHA - HILARIOUS - -" TRY READING THIS WITHOUT LAUGHING TILL YOU CRY *

 

 

                                                                                                                                                
  This  cracked  me  up * Hilarious :                                                                         
                                                                           
                                                                           
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ONLY A MAN WOULD ATTEMPT THIS                                             
                                                                           
                                                                           
Just try reading this without laughing till you cry!!!                    
                                                                           
                                                                           
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
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 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 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 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 target.            
                                                                           
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 batteries.       
                                                                           
                                                                           
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...         
                                                                           
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD. WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION. WHAT THE... !!!          
                                                                           
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!                                                    
                                                                           
PS: 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!!!!