Sunday, August 28, 2011

Boxing Ring

The Guy has a habit of tickling me almost constantly throughout the day.  He assures me I would miss it if he stopped.  I would like to test that theory.  Instead, I hit him.  Despite this technique working on dogs and children, it has not changed The Guy's behaviour at all.  Until the other night.

Ow! That was my eye!
Oh, did I really hurt you?  I'm sorry.
Was that your ring hand?
Oh, yeah.  Oops.  Okay, I turned it around.
I was kind of hoping you would stop hitting me with it.
Yeah, not gonna happen.

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