Oh, of course. I don't think I could hurt you. And if I did, oh boy am I in trouble. *I continue lightly tracing my fingers all around, still squeezing your hips every so often, and lightly tracing between them.*
ANSWER: Yes. Because she's awesome in the movie, and even awesomer in the show! I can still vividly remember running downstairs to watch that show when I was little! :ggrin:
"Noohohooo faahahaaiirrr heheheehee-!!" My mind going mental, trying to make a coherent plan amongst the myriad of jumbled segments. I wrap my arms tightly around you, trying to find some peace with less attackable space.
I think/hope you certainly would stop- throughout an entire day no less??!!! I honestly don't know how much tickle torture a body could go through. :umm: And ge-ett away frohohoomm those hehehee!! *I try to jerk away, a mix of trying to shove your hands away, and squeezing your own hips*
"Something. Not much." >_< *sticks tongue out* I try to clamp my fingers together between your attacking toe, giggling as I try to yank my foot away, out of reach of your finger.
Juhuhuhuussttt 'cause I'm fuheeheeheeuunnn to tiiihihiiii doesn't mean I liiheheheekke it!! Noohehehe-eee!! *I'm trying to kick my feet as much as possible, trying to get rid of those horrid hands! :cross:
:yowza: "NOHOHOHOOOAAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!" I start jumping and writhing and squirming as much as I can, trying concertedly to yank my hands down to cover there!
Thahahat only works when Iihihii say it!! 🙁 :laughing: *I jerk as much as possible to try to get away from your proding hands, wiggling my own on your sides.*