See - I tickle your feet, you kill me, you have to hide the body, the locals see the lights and think it's a Martian invasion, men in uniforms and dark glasses arrive to investigate the strange goings on in the woods... and lo! You're not quite so bored.
Or you could watch an iffy movie and throw popcorn at the screen *g*
And see, you have such adorable little tootsies, and they make me want to tickle... and now I can't... and thus you have ruined my life. Your feet represent the death of ambition ::jumps off cliff::
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Want me to come and tickle you?
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I am fantastically ticklish, this is not a thing of joy for me (and anyone who touches my feet dies. I mean it. I'm not kidding).
*g*
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See - I tickle your feet, you kill me, you have to hide the body, the locals see the lights and think it's a Martian invasion, men in uniforms and dark glasses arrive to investigate the strange goings on in the woods... and lo! You're not quite so bored.
Or you could watch an iffy movie and throw popcorn at the screen *g*
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*g* Also, two pots of olives and a full bottle of wine... ::beams::
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It was full not so very long ago \o/
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