Jewelry. Flowers. Chocolates. Been there, done that. So, what DO you give that special someone? How about a stun gun?

Yes! That's brilliant! A stun It will show them that you have their safety in mind and that you put some thought into the gift. I mean, you had to do some research and see which stun gun was best suited for their needs. You probably went to different websites as well to find the best price. There are many to choose from and Mrs. Stun Gun gives you the lowest prices to ensure that the gift of safety is affordable, so you are at the right place.

Take for instance our Blackout 5 Million Rechargeable Stun Gun (sounds expensive, right?) has an impressive amount of voltage for its size. This means that the higher the voltage, the faster it will get to the attacker's body. Even though it is powerful, this stun gun is smaller than a deck of cards. As an added bonus, it comes with a stylish, durable holster.
Another great option is the Touchdown 7.5 Million Volts Rechargeable Stun Gun. Although it is a little longer than our other products, it is a bit more narrow in design. It comes with a recharger cord which less convenient, but it is the reason why the price is truly a score. This mini stun gun is indeed packed with the power and effectiveness that a woman needs in a stun gun.
Both of these models also have a built-in LED flashlight and have a rubberized shell that adds to the ease of handling. In addition, they have a safety switch to prevent accidental discharge and a disable pin to prevent them from being used against you should the attacker take the device.

As you can see, these stun guns are ideal for women to own. And, you will not hear them say, "I hope you have a gift receipt because its not my size." You will, once again, be the one who put some thought into the gift. (That's one of the reasons why you are Moms favorite!) In fact, with this gift, you will be sure that  it won't be tucked away in the closet collecting dust because it will be used everyday. 
We live in a medium sized city in the north Midwest. It’s a nice place to live, and raise a family. There’s a pro baseball team and a pro football team, two universities and a lot of power shopping centers all around the suburbs.
Our home is in a nice neighborhood about 20 minutes from the downtown. My wife works shift at a hospital, which means she’s often up early, returning home in the mid-afternoon. It’s perfect timing for her, as she gets home just before the kids get out of school.

It’s a good place to live, and we’re happy with our lives. At least we were, until the day my wife was robbed while waiting for public transit.

The public hospital where she works is in an older neighborhood, and it gets pretty seedy sometimes. The ER sees more than its share of drug users, drunks, and assorted beating victims from the poorer sides of town.
Norah was waiting for a bus at a stop just down the street from the hospital. A young punk swaggered up to her and asked for a cigarette. She said no, because she doesn’t smoke.

The punk grabbed the front of her coat, crumpling the fabric tightly with his left hand. He pushed her back against the building’s brickwork.

“Gimme your wallet.”

It was just after 3 in the afternoon, lots of traffic going by a busy intersection. People walked past as panicked, she fumbled with her purse.

The punk grabbed her wallet from her shaking hands, and then thrust her aside.

She stood there terrified, frozen, and not able to think of what to do next. The punk walked about 100 feet before stopping a woman who just turned the corner.

Her bus arrived. The driver could see something was wrong. He helped Norah on the bus before calling the police on his cell phone.

This is what he got her: The Hottie 5 Million
As it worked out, the punk stole less than $5 cash, and two years from my wife – she did not want to go shopping, her mother’s, anywhere alone. 

After that day, Norah and I talked about personal safety. It had not occurred to us that such a frightening and dangerous event could happen in our city in broad daylight. We talked and realized she needed something small, something she could carry in her purse that would give her a sense of safety at any time.  We checked around, talked to the local police and realized, what she needs is a stun gun.

We’re shopping for one now – there are a lot to choose from. Sure, some people say “better late than never”, but I tell you this.

I wish that that day, when Norah reached into her purse, she came out with a jolt for that punk!

This article was written by Gord. Gord became a customer of Mrs. Stun Gun after his wife's experience. He wanted to tell their story as a part of his family's healing process. We have withheld the family's last name at their request.