My worst tickling experience happened after my shift as a nightclub DJ had ended. One of the ladies in the club was interested in me, yet she was obviously drunk. She asked me to drive her home. I decided to do it since she pretty much had no one else around to help her out. We got in my car and I asked her for directions. She slurred her words, saying, "You go thish way... burp... you go that way," and so on. I asked her where to turn and found that she had passed out. Oh, great, I thought. I'll never get her home before sunrise now. What was I to do? I know!!! I'll give her a foot massage! So, I slipped off her boot and noticed something wasn't right. I slipped off her sock and confirmed it! Pow!!! I was punched in the face by the worst foot odor known to mankind/womankind/any kind!!! I got out of my car and took a long walk, long enough for the fog to dissipate. She had awoken by then, so I dropped her off and drove to the nearest drugstore to find hair growth tonic for my nostrils.