A blonde went to a flight school insisting she wanted to
learn to fly.
As all the planes were currently in use, the owner agreed to
instruct her by radio on how to pilot the solo helicopter.
He took her out, showed her how to start it and gave her the
basics, and sent her on her way. After she climbed 1000
feet, she radioed in. "I'm doing great! I love it! The view
is so beautiful, and I'm starting to get the hang of this."
After 2000 feet, she radioed again, saying how easy it was
to fly. The instructor watched her climb over 3000 feet, and
was beginning to worry that she hadn't radioed in.
A few minutes later, he watched in horror as she crashed
about half a mile away. He ran over and pulled her from the
wreckage.
When he asked what happened, she said, "I don't know!
Everything was going fine, but as I got higher, I was
starting to get cold. I can barely remember anything after I
turned off the big fan!"
Two salesmen were going door to door, and knocked on the door of a woman who was not happy to see them. She told them in no uncertain terms that she did not want to hear their offer and slammed the door in their faces. To her surprise, however, the door did not close and, in fact, bounced back open. She tried again, really put her back into it, and slammed the door again with the same result-the door bounced back open.
Convinced these rude young people were sticking their foot in the door,she reared back to give it a slam that would teach them a lesson, when one of them said:
“Ma'am, before you do that again you need to move your cat.”
interesting compilation, it's seriously very stressful to be in that position, in law enforcement, and using a taser is a great option versus a gun, but just from this you see how close these agents are to getting really hurt, killed or tables turned on them. Not so simple.
@marcmoish said:
interesting compilation, it's seriously very stressful to be in that position, in law enforcement, and using a taser is a great option versus a gun, but just from this you see how close these agents are to getting really hurt, killed or tables turned on them. Not so simple.
.
agreed. i would have posted law enforcement officers in the same positions with suspects but those are too (for lack of a better word provocative/political) so i posted these which if it is true, patty has admitted that these are staged, unfortunately but still kinda entertaining.
My friend is going through the police academy right now and got tazed as part of training last Saturday. He’s a tough dude and from his description of it, I’ll pass on ever going through it.
Next up for him is getting pepper sprayed and having to subdue (fight) someone. Probably not signing up for that, either.
@ShaunBC5 said:
My friend is going through the police academy right now and got tazed as part of training last Saturday. He’s a tough dude and from his description of it, I’ll pass on ever going through it.
Next up for him is getting pepper sprayed and having to subdue (fight) someone. Probably not signing up for that, either.
.
i have done some basic electrical work in the past and accidentally getting myself shocked is a VERY unique feeling of having electricity passing through my hand/arm/body and can't say i cared for it. one of my friends had a taser when we were teens (pre-2000) and after MUCH deliberation we decided it was a good idea to give it a go. once was all it took. lol
i didn't think of it when i responded earlier but i did watch a neat cop vid about safety procedures & when to escalate force and they talked about the (20 foot?) rule, which is the distance that an average subject can cover before effectively getting their service weapon out and preparing to successfully and properly be read to fire. - i rarely watch a video with LEOs where they are NOT well inside that boundary, rendering moot their various barrage of self-defense tools. i can say i've met some that surely are in the right line of work and plenty that aren't but i doubt i'll ever say their job is easy or safe and while they should be held to higher standards because of the authority we permit them, we surely should give them a little benefit of the doubt as it is a rare situation where someone if they would just comply, know their rights, even asking if they are free to leave and not waiting for them to dismiss whom they've detained, could not get out of a situation, if not in the wrong, pretty quickly and if we feel they are wrong, state it right then and there and/or take it up with the courts. seeing a LEO getting arrested/fired is not usually a fun experience knowing they've done probably a lot of good and treated most people fairly.
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I have been pepper sprayed and tased... And shocked with a cattle prod.... Don't like either one. Cheers, RickO
RickO if you want a real experience try doing number one on a electric fence. When that lightning bolt comes from the fençe and makes contact with your zipper it wilĺ definitely warm the cockles of your heart. However, I decided to never try it a second time.
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This is one of the funniest things I have ever been forwarded.
Truth or urban myth? Only Dan knows for sure.
The person who sent this to me got it from Dan. I don't know Dan, but I like him.............
Dear Friends,
My wife Kathy is fond of saying that my last words on this earth will be something akin to, "hey y'all, hold my beer and watch this!" Well, I have outdone myself once again. No doubt you will see this true story chronicled in a LifeTime movie in the near future. Here goes.
Last weekend I spied something at Larry's Pistol and Pawn that tickled my fancy. (Note: Keep in mind that my "fancy" is easily tickled.)
I bought something really cool for Kathy. The occasion was our 22nd anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my sweet girl. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer gun with a clip. 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 Kathy 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 Kathy 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 way!"
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 **************! DAaaaauuuuuuMN!!! 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, testicles 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 nipples 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 testicles? 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.
Dan
Just because I'm old doesn't mean I don't love to look at a pretty bust.
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A blonde went to a flight school insisting she wanted to
learn to fly.
As all the planes were currently in use, the owner agreed to
instruct her by radio on how to pilot the solo helicopter.
He took her out, showed her how to start it and gave her the
basics, and sent her on her way. After she climbed 1000
feet, she radioed in. "I'm doing great! I love it! The view
is so beautiful, and I'm starting to get the hang of this."
After 2000 feet, she radioed again, saying how easy it was
to fly. The instructor watched her climb over 3000 feet, and
was beginning to worry that she hadn't radioed in.
A few minutes later, he watched in horror as she crashed
about half a mile away. He ran over and pulled her from the
wreckage.
When he asked what happened, she said, "I don't know!
Everything was going fine, but as I got higher, I was
starting to get cold. I can barely remember anything after I
turned off the big fan!"
Cheers, RickO
Two salesmen were going door to door, and knocked on the door of a woman who was not happy to see them. She told them in no uncertain terms that she did not want to hear their offer and slammed the door in their faces. To her surprise, however, the door did not close and, in fact, bounced back open. She tried again, really put her back into it, and slammed the door again with the same result-the door bounced back open.
Convinced these rude young people were sticking their foot in the door,she reared back to give it a slam that would teach them a lesson, when one of them said:
“Ma'am, before you do that again you need to move your cat.”
Cheers, RickO
Cheers, RickO
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Cheers, RickO
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anyone like a good rant?
i've enjoyed more than a few of his "reviews" more than i should like, so maybe someone else here may enjoy one more than they should also.
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I enjoyed that.
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wow, do we seriously have a humor thread with 285 pages and i don't recall seeing even ONE SINGLE ride the lighting image/video.
oh how we have failed....
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tbh, i'm not sure how we've made it this far. i think how easily/often we reproduce and just that alone.
interesting compilation, it's seriously very stressful to be in that position, in law enforcement, and using a taser is a great option versus a gun, but just from this you see how close these agents are to getting really hurt, killed or tables turned on them. Not so simple.
.
agreed. i would have posted law enforcement officers in the same positions with suspects but those are too (for lack of a better word provocative/political) so i posted these which if it is true, patty has admitted that these are staged, unfortunately but still kinda entertaining.
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My friend is going through the police academy right now and got tazed as part of training last Saturday. He’s a tough dude and from his description of it, I’ll pass on ever going through it.
Next up for him is getting pepper sprayed and having to subdue (fight) someone. Probably not signing up for that, either.
.
i have done some basic electrical work in the past and accidentally getting myself shocked is a VERY unique feeling of having electricity passing through my hand/arm/body and can't say i cared for it. one of my friends had a taser when we were teens (pre-2000) and after MUCH deliberation we decided it was a good idea to give it a go. once was all it took. lol
@marcmoish
i didn't think of it when i responded earlier but i did watch a neat cop vid about safety procedures & when to escalate force and they talked about the (20 foot?) rule, which is the distance that an average subject can cover before effectively getting their service weapon out and preparing to successfully and properly be read to fire. - i rarely watch a video with LEOs where they are NOT well inside that boundary, rendering moot their various barrage of self-defense tools. i can say i've met some that surely are in the right line of work and plenty that aren't but i doubt i'll ever say their job is easy or safe and while they should be held to higher standards because of the authority we permit them, we surely should give them a little benefit of the doubt as it is a rare situation where someone if they would just comply, know their rights, even asking if they are free to leave and not waiting for them to dismiss whom they've detained, could not get out of a situation, if not in the wrong, pretty quickly and if we feel they are wrong, state it right then and there and/or take it up with the courts. seeing a LEO getting arrested/fired is not usually a fun experience knowing they've done probably a lot of good and treated most people fairly.
ok, enough of chasing that rabbit. ><
I have been pepper sprayed and tased... And shocked with a cattle prod.... Don't like either one. Cheers, RickO
.> @ricko said:
Agreed, kind of like getting your CAC results for many. 🥴🤣
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RickO if you want a real experience try doing number one on a electric fence. When that lightning bolt comes from the fençe and makes contact with your zipper it wilĺ definitely warm the cockles of your heart. However, I decided to never try it a second time.
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@JWP ... No thanks.... I have too much respect for my 'possessions' to subject them to such rigors.
Cheers, RickO
Subject: What the cat saw
This is one of the funniest things I have ever been forwarded.
Truth or urban myth? Only Dan knows for sure.
The person who sent this to me got it from Dan. I don't know Dan, but I like him.............
Dear Friends,
My wife Kathy is fond of saying that my last words on this earth will be something akin to, "hey y'all, hold my beer and watch this!" Well, I have outdone myself once again. No doubt you will see this true story chronicled in a LifeTime movie in the near future. Here goes.
Last weekend I spied something at Larry's Pistol and Pawn that tickled my fancy. (Note: Keep in mind that my "fancy" is easily tickled.)
I bought something really cool for Kathy. The occasion was our 22nd anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my sweet girl. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer gun with a clip. 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 Kathy 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 Kathy 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 way!"
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 **************! DAaaaauuuuuuMN!!! 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, testicles 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 nipples 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 testicles? 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.
Dan
ok. i also have no idea how we got this far w/o a daddy + baby comp.
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Happy Birthday little girl the card said ? This came in a velvet box with an invitation.