So, after my frustrating banking incident yesterday, #1 and I went down to visit with my bro and his family.
Shortly after arriving there and after gushing over their new puppy (a 9 week old black Pomeranian pup who looked alarmingly like a dust-bunny with feet) somehow #1 found out that my bro has a taser (or two...). He asked if he could see it and play around with it. Bro assured me that regardless of the reputation of a taser to render a person into a drooling, twitching, unconscious heap, it really only delivers an alarming yet benign shock.
So, #1 and one of his new cousins went off to play with the taser. Just in case you’re wondering, this is what happens when two bored teenagers get a hold of a taser.
Note to self, never let #1 get bored again.