A few days ago
♥Sunny Girl♥

What is your favorite funny phrase or joke………?

Mine : I people from Poland are called poles, then why aren’t peole from Holland called holes?

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A few days ago
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This is one I captured off Q&A 4 months ago . It got good responses…I just read it, and am still laughing and stomach muscles hurting…

Hope you enjoy if you haven’t heard it…Well, even if you have, it is good anytime you read it ( for me…).

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The Taser – Classic…Don’t tell me you can read this without laughing…(Only a guy would do this!)?

A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this :

Last weekend at Larry’s Pistol & Pawn Shop I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Toni. 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 an assailant.

The idea is to allow my wife — who would never consider a gun –adequate time to retreat to safety. WAY TOO COOL!!

Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded in two triple-a batteries and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. But then I read (yes, ‘read’) that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I’d get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs and I’d know it was working.

Awesome!!! (Actually, I have yet to explain to Toni what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave).

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4 months ago

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 & 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) & 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 & a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, & 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

4 months ago

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.

So, I’m sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head ****** to one side as to say, “don’t do it,” 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 the heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION @!@$$!%!@*!!!

I’m pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, body slammed us both on the carpet, over & 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, tingling in my legs.

You should know, if you ever feel compelled to “mug” yourself

4 months ago

with a taser, that 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.

SON-OF-A-… 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 what little wits I had left, sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they up get there??? 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’m still looking for my testicles!! I’m offering a significant reward for their safe return.

Still in shock, Earl.

4 months ago

This was contributed by one of my co-workers – I will pass on the feed back. I sincerely am sorry for putting all of you thru this nightmare!!

4 months ago

Thanks for the second half of my readers – I will now really pass on to my coworkers that it was and is VERY Funny – because leave it to a man to do something this FOOLISH!! And you are right the others should have waited for the whole story. I had to keep leaving my desk before I can tell the whole story.

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A few days ago
Ek9Jhonny
Mine: Say Hello To My Little Friend

other: To Be Or Not tO bE

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A few days ago
Yafooey!
One of my brothers says, “It’s a situation like a one-legged man in an A** kicking contest.”
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