I walked into a table today.
It was funny to others, but not to me.
And the edge of the table grazed the family jewels, rendering me disabled for several minutes.
So let's deconstruct this:
I think I know why it hurts so much more to be kicked/bludgeoned in the balls than elsewhere on my body. From an evolutionary point of view, it would make sense that my unfortunate scrotum should be exquisitely sensitive to pain so that no harm comes to the sacred sperm (which I then waste recklessly).
Applying the evolutionary theory to tickling, being ticklish would alarm you if a scorpion crawled across your face while you were sleeping.
But having balls that are sensitive to pain is quite different than being ticklish, from an evolutionary point of view. How would having ticklish underarms improve survival for my caveman ancestors? Or having ticklish sides?
I don't know. I don't think they would.
But who cares? Being ticklish is really hot. That's all that matters.
Take that one home.
It was funny to others, but not to me.
And the edge of the table grazed the family jewels, rendering me disabled for several minutes.
So let's deconstruct this:
I think I know why it hurts so much more to be kicked/bludgeoned in the balls than elsewhere on my body. From an evolutionary point of view, it would make sense that my unfortunate scrotum should be exquisitely sensitive to pain so that no harm comes to the sacred sperm (which I then waste recklessly).
Applying the evolutionary theory to tickling, being ticklish would alarm you if a scorpion crawled across your face while you were sleeping.
But having balls that are sensitive to pain is quite different than being ticklish, from an evolutionary point of view. How would having ticklish underarms improve survival for my caveman ancestors? Or having ticklish sides?
I don't know. I don't think they would.
But who cares? Being ticklish is really hot. That's all that matters.
Take that one home.
