Long ago, in a far away land I was mercenary for a large municipality. I had risen to the rank of Sergeant and one day decided to buy a new flashlight.

My local gun/cop shop had a lovely number that was slim yet husky enuf to be masculine. It was recharcheable and powerful. It also had two small metal prongs on the bottom end.

These lovely things produced about 80,000 volts of electricity and was a powerful stun gun.

I carried it around for about 3 months and never had occasion to use it until there was a riot and I was trying to pry my way through a crowd to a particularly nasty fight.

I was going to arrest the winner. The crowd was not cooperative and nestled butt cheek to butt cheek together and would not give me access as they were enjoying the fight.

Then I remembered the stun/flashlight thingie on my belt. I drew it from the bat belt and reveresed it so the little shiney metal prongs stuck out. I gave some 400 pound fat lady a last chance to move and she told me to "F....off!"

She got 80,000 volts on the left cheek and erupted through the crowd across the fight and I never saw her again.

All I had to do was to follow in her path of broken and mangled bodies. No problem. I got to the fight and after the winner got his guy to the ground he wanted to fight me. Another 80,000 volts and he was on the ground pooping and peeing up so bad that the area evacuated immediately. I did not feel like putting this thug into my relatively clean police car so I walked away.

It was also death on cockroaches in the police station. We had lots. We were ghetto cops.

I kept the light until I retired and sold it off at a nice profit as I no longer needed it.

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