We can thank good 'ol Fed-Ex for that (they blundered bigtime)
Oh, yeah sure, righty 'o ! I can see it now, I go to pay for my pop, and they see that damn dart on the right gauntlet, think it's a hold up, trigger the alarm, and while I'm trying to explain myself, the cops show up, I get stunned and knocked out, they can't figure out how to get the gauntlets off of my unconcious body (thanks to the new closures). So they strip/break all the sharp pieces off, and I come to in general poppulation lock-up looking like a weirdo with a bunch of thugs looking down at me trying to role me for my sparkley wrist bands !!!! What a waste of a good movie prop
Yeah, ok ... vivid imagination Sometimes I feel like I'm living a Woody Allen movie. How bizarre ?
FP
