Nothing really bad...but judge for yourself.
True scenario #1
There was a girl that was smoking hot in high school whom I later ran into about 8 years after graduation. She'd put on a lot of weight. I was still interested in her, and asked her out. The date went okay, but at one point, we were talking about different things each of us liked or disliked in a relationship. I told her that I like being tickled, for one. As soon as I told her that, her face took on the expression of someone who just smelled shit. "Ewww, that's
kinky," she said, as if the term "kinky" were synomymous with "disgusting." I immediately lost all interest in her. I was cordial and polite for the remainder of the date, and took her home afterwards. I never called her or spoke to her again.
True scenario #2
For years I worked for a large company but in a remote computer facility, in which only two or three people worked at any one time. This gorgeous Afghani girl we'll call Farrah worked there as a computer operator. Farrah seemed to have mixed feelings about tickling me, depending on her mood. At times she was so aggressive about it, I couldn't get her to quit. Other times, she seemed to regard it as stupidest thing she ever heard of. She was extraordinarily moody, to say the least; and all regarded her as more than a little eccentric. She did see me watching some 80s tickling videos on VHS. I think they were from Platinum. She was definitely a little on the bi-curious side, which we talked about from time to time. She was actually very interesting and intelligent when you got past the moods.
A few years later, both of us had moved onto different jobs back at headquarters, which was a considerably more populated office. I ran into Farrah in the first floor break room during lunchtime. The break room was full at the time. Farrah saw me, smiled and started talking very loudly to the people at her table about how Drew used to watch "videos of girls tickling each other" back at the other office. They all turned and looked at me. For a split second I was mortified, and didn't know what to do. Self preservation kicked in almost immediately. I just put on a big grin and did an exaggerated wink. They all cracked up, and I never heard another word about it.
True Scenario #3
Last year, I shared my interest in tickling with one of my three brothers. I even told him about the TMF. He registered and even posted a little here and there. He thought it was really cool, even though he doesn't share the interest. I told him about how I wrote several song parodies about tickling. As an example I sent him the first one I ever wrote:
(Sung to the tune of "If I Only Had a Brain" from The Wizard of Oz)
I'd be tied down on her table
And laugh till I'm not able
To adequately breathe.
She would get what she's after
Which is lots of frenzied laughter
If she'd only tickle me!
In the living room or kitchen,
She'd have my body twitchin'
Most uncontrollably
Am I ticklish? Oh so very
That I'd have a coronary
If she'd only tickle me!
Oh I...would nearly die
From lack of ox-y-gen
Till she lets me up for air for five or ten.
But then she starts...right in again!
She'd attack my ribs and belly
To make me shake like jelly
And laugh until I pee.
Even though I'd be her prisoner
I'd be hugging her and kissin' her
If she'd only tickle me!
Well, my brother loved it. So much so, he sang it for our mother!
😱 Imagine my shock when Mom talks to me over the phone and wants me to sing my little tickle song!
