One time I was with a girlfriend and she was driving me to her place to meet her parents.  Typical enough, right?  Well, we stopped for a red light and I poked her in the ribs a few times.  She squirmed and giggled, but she said that didn't like to be tickled too much.  
We got to her house and sat down to dinner a little while later and the subject of how I treated their daughter came up. Somehow the thing about me tickling her came up too. I had done it many times before, and when she asked me "Why do you like to tickle me so much?" I nearly died. Her parents looked at me like they wanted to kill me. Now I know not to do that an hour before we meet my girlfriend's mom and dad.
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			We got to her house and sat down to dinner a little while later and the subject of how I treated their daughter came up. Somehow the thing about me tickling her came up too. I had done it many times before, and when she asked me "Why do you like to tickle me so much?" I nearly died. Her parents looked at me like they wanted to kill me. Now I know not to do that an hour before we meet my girlfriend's mom and dad.
Commander Raynor, by destroying a vital confederate outpost you are in violation of standing colonial law. As of now you are all under arrest. I suggest that you throw down your weapons and come along peacably. --General Edmund Duke
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