But hold on a minute. Ho has been trying to convince the audience that his product is no joke. All told, it's nothing to laugh at. Ho is slumped behind the wheel of his black Acura, his tiny, trim body sunken into the bucket seats. In fact, he tells me, Bullard's shenanigans were just another example of how not to use the machine.
Guys fool around with it, shock each other, see how high they can go.
It's a very serious machine, but some people do buy it to use as a party favor. Ho's office is suburban-minimal, with a chiropractic table, a miniature skeleton and a desk cluttered with credit card verification machines. Video stills from the infomercial hang leeringly on the wall, with Ho surrounded by leggy blondes and brunettes who emphatically fill their colorful bikinis. At moments like this, comparisons to Vietnamese infomercial legend Tom Vu are almost inevitable. Vu, too, was diminutive, and was flanked by busty bikini-clad amazons.