Clarity is needed for all you Fifty Shades of Gray enthusiasts. I am not using tickle as a euphemism for other tawdry acts. This is a serious question.
Am I the only one whose husband loves sticking his fingers into my ribs and tickling me until I fall down on the floor and pee my pants?
Or is it merely Mojo’s character?
Perhaps his joy watching people squirm was what led him to become a lawyer.
And when does this behavior stop? How many decades will pass before this ends? It’s all fun and games until someone breaks a hip.
For those of you who really don’t care about my questions, and whose thoughts have shifted to other tickling games, you will love Dr. Sadie Allison. Her San Francisco-based company Tickle Kitty sells all sorts of things arriving in specially wrapped, brown paper packages. The question is – will you get it through customs?
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Nov 08, 2012 @ 13:08:21
KARMA!! You tickled me til I peed when we were little and I find it to be TORTURE as an adult. It is not FUN nor FUNNY. I do not laugh, I SUFFER, when tickled gleefully by my young children. Consider yourself SERVEd by your lawyer hubby.
(Thanks Mo! Now I owe you twice over!)
Nov 08, 2012 @ 16:37:33
Funny what we forget.
I remember myself as the kindest and gentlest of big sisters. Just as I see myself as the kindest and gentlest of all wives.
Nov 08, 2012 @ 14:09:36
Hate being tickled but luvvvv having my feet rubbed!
Nov 08, 2012 @ 16:38:27
That goes without saying.
Want to make friends? Rub someone’s feet.
Nov 08, 2012 @ 16:50:25
“Accidentally” kick Mo in the face during one of these tickle sessions, and that will be the end of that!
Nov 11, 2012 @ 13:15:25
Ooo the repercussions would reverberate outward across the entire planet. I am not certain what would happen next. Probably in my case the best thing is to refuse to go to Baskin Robbins to buy any more mint chocolate chip ice cream.