Tony D Tickled
I hadn’t seen my cousin Tony from Jersey since we were kids and he stopped by when he was in town. He seemed fascinated by my tickling chair, but I tried to get him to ignore it. When he wanted to sit in the tickling chair I couldn’t help tickling him all over like I used to when we were young. Tony has gotten even MORE ticklish and he was cracking me up with his Jersey accent and wisecracks – all through hysterical laughter.
