mario

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There was a thread either posted by Rich or somone else about a guy shocking himself w/ a Taser gun or something like it. He gave this entire elaborate story about how the different levels of shocking someone w/ this thing. I have searched, (something i'm not good at) w/ nothing found. Help me out guys

Thanks
mario

Dirteeboy808

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not sure if this is the same ones, but here's some

http://www.taser.com/law/videos.htm

http://www.personal-selfdefense-onli...deo_center.htm

http://www.policeone.com/policeone/f...ct=VideoCenter

myroncuz

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Well, If U Want To Know, Do A Search On Ebay And The Auctions That Sell The Taser, Will Tell You. Sorry For The Caps, Just Realized It. Anyways, Its Something Like 1/2 Second Person Gets Stunned. 1 Second Person Might Dazed And Confused And Maybe Even Drop. If U Want To Know, Let Me Know And Ill Stun You With Mine.

JTech

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the best stun gun ever is at. www.budkww.com get the 500,000 Volt one

mario

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Thanks guys, thos sites were pretty funny. But the story i'm looking for was posted here on I-club.

mario



BUMP

wrxgrl

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For those of you who are not familiar with this product, it is a less-than-lethal stun gun with two metal prongs designed to incapacitate an assailant with a shock of high-voltage, low amperage electricity while you flee to safety. The effects are supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, but allowing you adequate time to retreat to safety. You simply jab the prongs into your 250 lb. Tattooed assailant, push the button, and it will render him a slobbering, goggle-eyed, muscle-twitching, whimpering, pencil-neck geek. If you've never seen one of these things in action, then you're truly missing out--way too cool!

Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two triple-a batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was so disappointed. Upon reading the directions (we don't need no stinkin' directions), I found much to my chagrin that this particular model would not create an arch between the prongs. How disappointing! I do love fire for effect. I learned that if I pushed the button, however, and pressed it against a metal surface that I'd get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs that I was so looking forward to. I did so. Awesome!!! Sparks, a blue arch of electricity, and a loud pop!!! Yipeeeeee . . I'm easily amused, just for your information, but I have yet to explain to Toni 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, etc., etc. There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul), reading the directions (that would be me, not Gracie) and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh and blood 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 kitty, after all. But, if I was going to give this thing to Toni to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong? Was I wrong to think that? Seemed reasonable to me at the time.

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, 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 loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. 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 friggin' way!" Friggin' way--trust me, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best. Those of you who know me well have got a pretty good idea of what followed. I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, "don't do it buddy," reasoning that a one-second burst from such a tiny lil' ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad (sound, rational thinking under the circumstances, wouldn't you agree?). I decided to give myself a one-second burst just for the hell of it. (Note: You know, a bad decision is like hindsight--always twenty-twenty. It is so obvious that it was a bad decision after the fact, even though it seemed so right at the time. Don't ya hate that?)

I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT! DAAAAAAAAYUMN!!! I'm pretty sure that Jessie Ventura ran in through the front door, picked me up out of that recliner, then body slammed me on the carpet over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, nipples on fire, ********* nowhere to be found, soaking wet, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position. Gracie was standing over me making meowing sounds I had never heard before, licking my face, undoubtedly thinking to herself, "do it again, do it again!" (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're not going to let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor. Then, if you're lucky, you won't dislodge one of the prongs 1/4" deep in your thigh like yours truly.)

SON-OF-A-***** that hurt! A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at this point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape. My reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they get there??? My triceps, right thigh and both ******* were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, as my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. give or take an ounce or two, I'm pretty sure.

By the way, has anyone seen my *********? I think they ran away. I'm offering a reward. They're round, rather large, kinda hairy, and handsome if I must say so myself. Miss 'em… sure would like to get 'em back.

lostUNCERTAIN

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xD

hahaha

i want a taser!

mario

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I LUV YOU WRXGRL!!!!!

Thanks alot

kewldan

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DAMMIT JIM, how long was that thing really pressed up against your body.. Im surprised you had the guts to do that to yourself.. wow.. You dont recall anything huh, you must be lucky as hell to even be alive.. I always thought once you grab onto something and electricty is flowing that you cant let go and also you cant grab someone being electricuted because you wont be able to let go either.. I dont remember the exact laws of electricty and I really try to steer clear from that stuff but damn flaming nipples and all.. jesus christ woman... anyway how are you feeling now? getting any better? dont worry about the brain cells, you still have more than Justin.. LOL

myroncuz

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WHOS JIM?