Women Ditching Tupperware Parties for Taser Parties? [Dubious Trends]

They are soooo grown up they need to settle their adult arguments with a handgun? Nice world we live in.

Scary isn't it, when evolution grinds to a halt and we all reverse and devolve back to bonobo monkeys. One minor difference is that we would have handguns whereas bonobos just hit eachother with a stick or bite.

Bonobos settle their arguments by having sex... Sounds good to me.

The major problem with handguns is there is no cooling off period. If you pick up a knife, you have to chase your victim down, which allows for a bit of cooling off. Not so for a gun, pick it up, point, and squeeze the trigger, and the deed is done.

I think the main difference between a knife and a gun is that a knife adds that extra, up close and personnel dimension. I should imagine it's a lot easier pulling a trigger then pushing a length of sharpened steel into someones guts. of course, that all depends on what sort of value you put on someone else's life.

Did anyone see the guy who got tasered by the police in Yorkshire a while back?

The poor bloke was in a diabetic coma on a bus, but got stung twice!

I feel that if you give some one a new toy, they have to use it, especially as it's non lethal!

Over 70 dead, but lets face it, it's easier then shooting someone or sticking a knife in them, and you then might not have to subdue them the old fashioned way and risk a punch in the ear hole.

My brother sent me this story some months back it is realy funny.

Not too long ago, I saw something at the gun shop that sparked my
interest. The occasion was our 10th anniversary and I was looking for a
little something extra for my wife. 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. Needless to say, this was way too cool. Long story
short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two AAA
batteries in the thing and pushed the button. fokall! I was so
disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND
pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get a blue arc
of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. Awesome!
Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to my wife what that burn spot is
on the face of her LG convection oven.

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? Yah. There
I sat in my recliner, my cat looking on intently, the 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 Kitty for a fraction of a second, but
thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat and, as most of you
already know, hell hath no fury like a cat pissed off. 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 my Blue Bulls supporter jersey,
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 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 AAA
batteries thinking to myself "no flippin' way!"

What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best.
I'm
sitting there alone, the cat looking on with her head tilted to one side
as if to say, "don't do it, you stupid man," reasoning that a one-second
burst from such a tiny little ole thingy 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, and HOLY MOTHER
OF @@@!!!!, WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION, CRAP ON A STICK, F@&$ ME
GEORGE!!!!! I'm pretty sure THE BLUE BULLS TEAM ran in through the side
door, picked me up, body slammed me on the carpet over and over and over
again and then slammed the recliner over my head as a just for fun.

I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears
in my eyes, body soaking wet smelling like piss, both nipples on fire,
testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in
the oddest position, and pins and needles in my legs. The cat 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 you
stupid d00s!"

Please take this from the voice of experience - 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! 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 and forlorn reading glasses were hanging
miserably 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 judging by how my jaw hung
listlessly, my bottom lip must have weighed 88 lbs. By the way, at this
point my testicles, feeling like they withdrew into my body somewhere
around my ribcage, are still waiting for the all clear signal to emerge
from the bomb shelter. Now I know how Tom Hanks' character felt when he
had to go search for Private Ryan. I felt like I should offer a
significant reward for their safe return. Even now, I experience
shrinkage when I plug anything into the socket.

So if you ever feel compelled to "mug" yourself with a tazer to test it,
take my advice! Repeat after me...here, kitty kitty....

I did almost realy pmwl