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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-45789199911068405682008-11-19T15:02:00.001-08:002008-11-19T15:02:46.502-08:00The story of the 3 bearsA far more accurate account in the Bears' house of the events on that fateful morning... <br /><br /><br />Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks. <br /><br />Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars. <br /><br />Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, 'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table. <br /><br />'It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cats' litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water. <br /><br />'And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once.... <br /><br /><br /><br />'I HAVEN'T MADE THE F***ING PORRIDGE YETUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-89398271565554793932008-11-18T16:38:00.000-08:002008-11-18T16:39:41.235-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio5UjLDjhH5AycfCV6iKfk7Noz3smqsZtMPl8-kO7UT2sI2NkOf3DAm_eT-e4c1gXZ90hi1c4pGRhxeNzIpvhl-dye6M63uRKo5gGEXWmIRKZT-ZcyP3U91OY_qsYhMLNMCLO4lxH4tvs/s1600-h/image008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio5UjLDjhH5AycfCV6iKfk7Noz3smqsZtMPl8-kO7UT2sI2NkOf3DAm_eT-e4c1gXZ90hi1c4pGRhxeNzIpvhl-dye6M63uRKo5gGEXWmIRKZT-ZcyP3U91OY_qsYhMLNMCLO4lxH4tvs/s400/image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270161740327929314" /></a><br /><br />Real kittens Yukky but someone will love themUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-36331394170561543932008-11-18T16:36:00.000-08:002008-11-18T16:37:49.288-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRJ3G-O7eeQeFwv1k3lJwdgfdHVFpCvcuRA4UZ_LLVnSBkM-QbPM9K_aoR1RNjYNCKcHJ3XeJoD34NksLQ9DKlzrEhw7Evxj0-_P-mYH0mtyt5_8msC16CRFVopZJMuXAhE12ym8CxCo/s1600-h/funny-pictures146.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRJ3G-O7eeQeFwv1k3lJwdgfdHVFpCvcuRA4UZ_LLVnSBkM-QbPM9K_aoR1RNjYNCKcHJ3XeJoD34NksLQ9DKlzrEhw7Evxj0-_P-mYH0mtyt5_8msC16CRFVopZJMuXAhE12ym8CxCo/s400/funny-pictures146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270161368944925890" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-55632346108042589032008-11-18T16:34:00.000-08:002008-11-18T16:35:41.245-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAae8PQwGETBfclYIyLUJvfYAtu9QgfEhzG2yapzpPrEAzKNjrxaxFK9BDUMgI_mEtv9yA7_oKI83k-3ZA6zzwGz8Vg-F0ffhkTK0_yQRO912IzxUDqNoGUFnfkhNIBvzV-GwTZs6rMaM/s1600-h/dogs5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAae8PQwGETBfclYIyLUJvfYAtu9QgfEhzG2yapzpPrEAzKNjrxaxFK9BDUMgI_mEtv9yA7_oKI83k-3ZA6zzwGz8Vg-F0ffhkTK0_yQRO912IzxUDqNoGUFnfkhNIBvzV-GwTZs6rMaM/s400/dogs5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270160780547590930" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-67322546210486120252008-11-18T16:32:00.000-08:002008-11-18T16:34:13.167-08:00Alport The One and Only<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnUzmLuCVJ41UWPIAz_VhvL8dowmKrsaJxg6pK2D-5GnwWyDnXQnJ9P67OXNQlu-drfeCnisoTKytwPu27V_TypzpnDrWJUb8vVAM5FPPj97RqLPAnMtU5bD3CKMoooI1By4jRo2FWnk/s1600-h/DSCF3468.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnUzmLuCVJ41UWPIAz_VhvL8dowmKrsaJxg6pK2D-5GnwWyDnXQnJ9P67OXNQlu-drfeCnisoTKytwPu27V_TypzpnDrWJUb8vVAM5FPPj97RqLPAnMtU5bD3CKMoooI1By4jRo2FWnk/s400/DSCF3468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270160435767194386" /></a><br />Born all on his tod so the hat was his cuddle up instead of brothers and sisters and he loved itUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-12109449752328394692008-11-18T16:29:00.000-08:002008-11-18T16:32:13.352-08:00Tag in a box LOL<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoJb-UlQVnf1P0nklwAGeSuLwaUInkSX8SZgp0LiKMVCq8DZDEJxtrqZF4oA2IWYVmS20fDaPdKTJF9EDd2wmUAA5phZO1MGkYpgHbBcLsVJVPMaRONu2tDHFjkXD1cZpVb0LfoTzxVuA/s1600-h/DSCF3369.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoJb-UlQVnf1P0nklwAGeSuLwaUInkSX8SZgp0LiKMVCq8DZDEJxtrqZF4oA2IWYVmS20fDaPdKTJF9EDd2wmUAA5phZO1MGkYpgHbBcLsVJVPMaRONu2tDHFjkXD1cZpVb0LfoTzxVuA/s400/DSCF3369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270159924930341458" /></a><br />As in jack-n-a-box but yep its a baby TagUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-60943053801852320202008-10-26T18:38:00.001-07:002008-10-26T18:41:55.773-07:00Is it a ghost dog<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRfEOXOsDgy77OvZmidtGUXNKQflUjeh-Ny0E-fq5IKR-6KdFjPxVI8Flc3eBOgrMriu8MOrYtH-P356bvrmP-5O-Ee21VPqR2G7fu40IIDN9HfRLKhH5Vzy8haJm6Yz0dceoqCO5Gbk/s1600-h/P7252832.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRfEOXOsDgy77OvZmidtGUXNKQflUjeh-Ny0E-fq5IKR-6KdFjPxVI8Flc3eBOgrMriu8MOrYtH-P356bvrmP-5O-Ee21VPqR2G7fu40IIDN9HfRLKhH5Vzy8haJm6Yz0dceoqCO5Gbk/s400/P7252832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261642933846358498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicQFSZkp3vS6de50misVCWuYcyAta_kJgPVGQ28GI1r60C-ReMtLmIZhnn1aIA2LgTKKo2XAgEW71oplhvy9JIqbWuV9OqywpxryIUTyz0lQK8i3U-KH9iKVO1W9zuG_QzsRRttCnVg74/s1600-h/P7252836.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicQFSZkp3vS6de50misVCWuYcyAta_kJgPVGQ28GI1r60C-ReMtLmIZhnn1aIA2LgTKKo2XAgEW71oplhvy9JIqbWuV9OqywpxryIUTyz0lQK8i3U-KH9iKVO1W9zuG_QzsRRttCnVg74/s400/P7252836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261642504352943730" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-34655868557280557412008-10-26T18:36:00.000-07:002008-10-26T18:37:54.530-07:00Love this Kung-Foo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggfDv36b-mwWm1ZhP4ngWcpRm1mIwb6Vzq1ZXwctyzggyLaxWILracgiV75pGZkWyOq51PGMy458TqrnPlWKIGgcbb26V-ZvHa58LayZ9NuP3NMKhonZ1VsCH1lH5BRPd7s4ePSs7cmbA/s1600-h/robspic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggfDv36b-mwWm1ZhP4ngWcpRm1mIwb6Vzq1ZXwctyzggyLaxWILracgiV75pGZkWyOq51PGMy458TqrnPlWKIGgcbb26V-ZvHa58LayZ9NuP3NMKhonZ1VsCH1lH5BRPd7s4ePSs7cmbA/s400/robspic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261641811866487218" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-69306290476998338912008-10-26T18:30:00.000-07:002008-10-26T18:35:53.308-07:00Sall and Tag wonder if its still alive<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFV8RWm-sBKfido6eWGXJQ9CeFSO772ZbST4irmNH7eZVvLNFaT6r_TnTU0zf7IdCxY7atbi6-IfzLSVPojqiStdDf5ZSLaFfHpe0Pf8OcNWxmZgeWwvk2yynj4rV_i7LXLz3hlyS2Xk/s1600-h/DSCF3727.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFV8RWm-sBKfido6eWGXJQ9CeFSO772ZbST4irmNH7eZVvLNFaT6r_TnTU0zf7IdCxY7atbi6-IfzLSVPojqiStdDf5ZSLaFfHpe0Pf8OcNWxmZgeWwvk2yynj4rV_i7LXLz3hlyS2Xk/s400/DSCF3727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261640134916449106" /></a><br /> We bought back the Reindeer pelt after our visit last year to Norway we had tried it on the floor but Tag was definitely up for a bit of fur plucking with a frenzy I might add, we were decorating at the time and nearly a year on it remains on the wall above my oak sideboard but if it ever fell it would be in tattersUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-7488500423877025882008-10-07T17:36:00.001-07:002008-10-07T17:41:20.221-07:00Yes well I guess anything is possible<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg242GRaPBXQQqpm1zokHVD5EHWoExI9RNMt0WgkD10qC_Q-x9r45RZaOGHInitgobZnO4Mp7-HaXkzwkcbDI-yGeoe35J4Qjy149ZoewHT3jqIBEsz_qpVmZ0OmhNhv4_YQNr9blaXWmk/s1600-h/pig.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg242GRaPBXQQqpm1zokHVD5EHWoExI9RNMt0WgkD10qC_Q-x9r45RZaOGHInitgobZnO4Mp7-HaXkzwkcbDI-yGeoe35J4Qjy149ZoewHT3jqIBEsz_qpVmZ0OmhNhv4_YQNr9blaXWmk/s400/pig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254576613772520258" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-53924865772185741232008-10-07T17:31:00.001-07:002008-10-07T17:35:27.879-07:00Tag and his mate<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCSITtdQB9AbMVyg6WpDKbaUiisCvHmE_NT3V9n-qavtivVLpbwjTviMSj3TBhd6i_jExXRz-JFzpxnknpBhNdscX0_-fo54XdTduxdwgv-3N239wGaKRtAvAjBFRkmTFXwVXhaxfaJs/s1600-h/P5051781.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCSITtdQB9AbMVyg6WpDKbaUiisCvHmE_NT3V9n-qavtivVLpbwjTviMSj3TBhd6i_jExXRz-JFzpxnknpBhNdscX0_-fo54XdTduxdwgv-3N239wGaKRtAvAjBFRkmTFXwVXhaxfaJs/s400/P5051781.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254574745696808930" /></a><br /><br />Our Tag met this big handsome brute at the village fete, it was a cracking hot day so the big lad had refused to move LOL and I think Tag was to hot to careUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1160605415245734020.post-17178702378350499372008-10-07T17:28:00.001-07:002008-10-07T17:30:55.525-07:00I like this<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-BaY7ozpNTBzEIQS1LXqg1BVctdQHXfHbzg6nrR8WAEe71GSJ8rZQQqCplZ9EEovUFfzBZPe74L6wwjldiRwwwCE8SDYXtkw-X5C2wA9Tf2jdp7LjnmPOa61w9FIU9g0V34GnB75pjUo/s1600-h/retards.gif"><img style="display:block; 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A guy who purchased his<br />lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary submitted this:<br /><br />Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my<br />interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a<br />little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a<br />100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer. The effects of the Tazer were<br />supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your<br />assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....??<br /><br />WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I<br />loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the but ton. Nothing!<br />I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND<br />pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of<br />electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!!<br /><br />Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the<br />face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy,<br />thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A<br />batteries, right?<br /><br />There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting<br />little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really<br />needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target. I must admit<br />I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought<br />better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this<br />thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some<br />assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong?<br /><br />So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses<br />perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and<br />Tazer in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock<br />and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause<br />muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst<br />would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of<br />water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.<br />All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5' long,<br />less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two<br />itsy, bitsy<br />triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, 'no possible way!' What<br />happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best...?<br /><br />I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side<br />as to say, 'don't do it dipsh!t,' reasoning that a one second burst from<br />such a tiny little ol' thing couldn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give<br />myself a one second burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to my<br />naked thigh, pushed the button, and . . . HOLY MOTHER OF GOD . . . WEAPONS<br />OF MASS DESTRUCTION . . . WHAT THE HELL!!!<br /><br />I'm pretty sure The Hulk ran in through the side door, picked me up in the<br />recliner, then body slammed me on the carpet, over and over and over again.<br />I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the foetal position, with tears in<br />my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be<br />found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and<br />tingling in my legs?<br /><br />The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a<br />picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to avoid<br />getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.<br /><br />Note: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a Tazer, one note of<br />caution: there is no such thing as a one second burst when you zap yourself!<br />You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a<br />violent thrashing about on the floor. A three second burst would be<br />considered conservative?<br /><br />A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that<br />point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed<br />the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace.<br />The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally<br />was. My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face<br />felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88<br />lbs. I had no control over the drooling.<br />Apparently I sh*t myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense of<br />smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I believe came<br />from my hair. I'm still looking for my nuts and I'm offering a significant<br />reward for their safe return!!<br /><br />P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0