that's it...
i'm done for...
my weakness has been discovered, and i am no longer strong.
...
how can you leave a party when you have one friend hanging on your leg, and the other resting their chin on your leg like a little puppy?
it's even harder to leave once you are tackled to the ground and someone pools your hood over your face and ties it so you can see. it becomes impossible the moment they discover that your are ticklish... all hope is lost once about five pairs of hands and a foot jump in and join in on exposing the weakness.
blind folded, pinned to the ground, and being tickled by multiple pairs of hands all at once... for about twenty minutes... twenty minutes.
it's even worse because the reason they are having so much fun doing this to me is because they are just getting a great kick out of seeing me squirm and hearing the noises that i'm making.
does that sound like torture to you?
i look back on it, and the thought of it is just hilarious, but let me tell you, i am SORE from all the laughing and squirming, and it was the most torturous thing i have ever been through :)
needless to say, they won and i ended up staying for a couple more hours.
i know there are pictures out there, so if i can get a hold of em, i will post em... i am kind of curious myself.
what else are friends for :)
love ya guys
1 comment:
Ah yes. That would be my foot.
And I know you liked it.
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