It's a switch. I'd venture a guess and say it has something to do with switching the power on and off.
The heat's caused this one to melt. It don't think it works anymore.
The cable is almost completely severed. It would probably be easy to pull it out, provided I have some kind of protection against the electricity.
A zigzag lightning bolt. I just love that word. Zig-zag.
"Caution". Is that like a general caution? As in "Life -- Caution!". Life should carry a big, yellow caution-sticker. It's certain to kill you sooner or later.
It's a lightning bolt, presumably representing electricity.
"Caution".
It's some kind of keyhole.
Oh, no. Skin and high currents are so not compatible. My Dad's uncle Ron can attest to that. He's dead now, of course. Caught in a...stampede... Strangest thing, that.
No way, uh-uh. Not with my bare hands.
It won't budge. It's melted stuck.
Not with a hole in the glove, no way. I might end up Kentucky-fried, sans the cole slaw.
Not with a hole in the glove.
I have a nagging feeling I should leave this switch be...
That's not the right one. I'd better turn it back on.
