Read before buying your wife a Tazer!

[Gnorton]

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 bonehead,' 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?

SON-OF-A-BUCK, 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 crapped
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.

P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!
'If you think Education is difficult, try being stupid.'

[Phantom309]

My Lord ! !
I chuckled till tears rolled out of my eyes ! !
A very good story ! ! !
Tx's

[Jeepster04]

I laughed to the point of tears reading your story. Only a crappie.commer would attempt something like that. Nipples burning??????? That's too funny!:D

[fishing buddy]

omg.... now thats funny I dont care who you are:D:D:D:D Thanks I needed that.

[Maverick]

That is one of the funniest stories ever. I am glad you lived to tell the story.

[Fishaholic too]

That's a hilarious story, BUT if my darlin' hubby ever dares buy me a tazer as an anniversary present, he better be afraid of what'll happen when he least expects it...VERY afraid!

[zinsurance]

Man that was a funny story, I was laughing so hard I had to re-read it to make sure I didn't miss anything.

[gilby1955]

that sound like something Larry the cable guy would do. Just to funny.:D

[pstone]

Oh my goodess, that is HILLARIOUS!!!!

[CW0178]

To dang funny!? Had to re-read a few times from laughing so hard! Note to self: NEVER BUY THE WIFE A TASER!