Thursday, November 5, 2009

Tickle Torture

210 has been a war zone lately.

It's #1 & #2 versus me. Actually, come to think about it, it's ALWAYS #1 & #2 versus me. Can someone explain to me why that is? Am I an easy target?

It started Monday, I think. #2 brought me home as usual. I'm in my room walking around getting ready for bed. You know, the usual. Well, the two little rascals come in and start ganging up on me. So there's nothing left to do except threaten their very lives. So that's what I did. NBD. I said something like, "You don't know where I've been....I'll shank you." Something along those lines...

It's schwhatev really.

So then they start tickling me. Now, you guys, I have YET to meet someone more ticklish than I am. Sometimes just the threat of tickling me tickles. (Tickle is SUCH a weird word...)

So tickle torture. Cruel, merciless tickle torture.

The tickling didn't stop until I was obviously fighting to breathe. Which could have caused me to pass out. Or put me into cardiac arrest. Either or. NBD.

So I went to bed in fear. Do you know what that's like? To go to sleep scared for your life? You don't know if you'll wake up the next morning. You don't know if you'll see the light of day ever again because someone could come in at any minute and tickle the very life out of you.

Anyways, the same thing happened Tuesday night. And then last night, too.

My only weapon at this point is screaming bloody murder because the only thing that scares these two besides my threats is the threat that they might get evicted for being too loud. NBD.

By the way, I'm looking for a place to stay tonight...

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