Yeah, I was that one when I was about 10 or 11 years old. Didn't know it was electric and tried to climb over. Good thing I didn't whiz on it..........
It sucks. Especially with the heavy weedburner ones.
My father had a habit of moving the fences around without telling anyone. I went to take a leak in the weeds at corner of one of the barns and *BAM*. Thanks Dad.
I also had a high speed bike run that ran from the front door of our house, down the loooong downhill path to the lower fields. One day he stretched the fence across it just around one of the turns. After I crashed into it I was wound tight to a metal frame bike in charged fencer wire. Trying to get unwound while getting shocked every second was no fun at all.
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Yeah, I was that one when I was about 10 or 11 years old. Didn't know it was electric and tried to climb over. Good thing I didn't whiz on it..........
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOYnx3fy3hw
"Good thing I didn't whiz on it..."
It sucks. Especially with the heavy weedburner ones.
My father had a habit of moving the fences around without telling anyone. I went to take a leak in the weeds at corner of one of the barns and *BAM*. Thanks Dad.
I also had a high speed bike run that ran from the front door of our house, down the loooong downhill path to the lower fields. One day he stretched the fence across it just around one of the turns. After I crashed into it I was wound tight to a metal frame bike in charged fencer wire. Trying to get unwound while getting shocked every second was no fun at all.
Ha, better thee than me.............
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