Swingman wrote:


Great story ... we had electric fences when I was growing up and
getting zapped in some manner was a constant. Dad still uses them on
his horse farm to keep the yearlings honest.

Had too much sense to pee on one, but I can't tell you how many times
I got zapped trying to duck under one to get into the the next pasture
instead of walking a half mile to the gate ... a sweaty bare back
makes for hell of a conductor.

We had cows. Though in truth, I've never pee'd on an electric fence, I can
remember too many oops moments as I tried to step/jump over one. There is
that one moment when you realize you're straddling the thing and gravity is
going to win again...

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-Mike-