If you knew you were going to die soon...

[JS805]

Say you had maybe 3 days until you were going to die anyway (from a disease perhaps or something serious). Would you say screw it...I'm going to die soon anyway...might as well have someone tie me up and tickle me until I die? Go out with your biggest fantasy, being tickled to death. Maybe hire 2 milfs and leave your estate to them if they tickled you until you died? Anyone here that would do this?

 

[maniactickler]

Id without a doubt tickle torture as many women as humanly possible in my last three days. even if it was against their will. sound cruel and sick? hell yeah!

 

[milagros317]

I would definitely spend my last 3 days in session with Goddess Shelly.

 

[MrTicklefeet]

I'd probably get my affairs in order, get rid of a lot of stuff, smoke a lot of pot, and surround myself with nice people. Engaging in sensual excess I don't think would be the highest priority, though I would hire a couple of belly dancers.

 

[TklDuo-Drew]

If I was gonna die in 3 days, tickling would be at the bottom of my list. I'd be calling my closest friends, looking for the finest ale to drink, fill the cd magazine with Miles Davis, Ray Charles, and John Lee Hooker, sit with my wife and if I could find it, indulge in the finest sticky-icky. And maybe some pizza. Really good pizza.




Drew

 

[RosieCreek]

I would finally try that Elvis sandwich; peanut butter, banana, honey and bacon, grilled. No reason not to anymore.

 

[sasaxrah]

Yeah, I'm not sure tickling would be very high on my priority list. 🙂

 

[P_Bustleton]

I would finally try that Elvis sandwich; peanut butter, banana, honey and bacon, grilled. No reason not to anymore.

Actually, that's fried--in butter. 🙂

I agree with Sarah... tickling wouldn't be such a priority.

 

[baldadonis]

While I think your passion for tickling is admirable, no, there is no way I'd be thinking about tickling in my final days. Saying goodbye to those closest to me, getting my affairs in order, and maybe having some final new experiences would be more important.

 

[Bonnie]

While I think your passion for tickling is admirable, no, there is no way I'd be thinking about tickling in my final days. Saying goodbye to those closest to me, getting my affairs in order, and maybe having some final new experiences would be more important.

Yeah exactly. I would not be concerned about the tickling. Its only a sexual obsession for me, not an obsession in every way. and sex is not on my top priorities for what i need to do before i die. I'd want to spend as much time with the people i care about.

 

[john getty]

I'd strip naked, climb through a window of 10 Downing Street and shout abuse at Gordon Brown whilst dragging my arse across his carpet.

 

[Sandisk444]

I would finally try that Elvis sandwich; peanut butter, banana, honey and bacon, grilled. No reason not to anymore.

thats... disgustingly intriguing 😀

 

[Texas_Tickle]

I'd take out my credit cards, and take my friends on a shopping spree. What are the credit card people gonna do? Have a bill collector call my ass, after I'm gone?

 

[GEORGIATKLER]

I'm sure I would get a letter(post mortem) from Comrade Obama thanking me for paying into social security and not being able to draw out a dime. Could I get an "absentee" ballot for the 2012 presidential election?

 

[Libertine]

Well, this will kill the thread, but since I'm now middle-aged, over the years I've had RL experience of sitting next to a fair few people who DID die in three days or so. They never really looked like they'd be getting up to much carousing as a final blowout....

Q: Who the hell would want to live to be 90?
A: Ask any 89 year old.

 

[john getty]

Well, this will kill the thread, but since I'm now middle-aged, over the years I've had RL experience of sitting next to a fair few people who DID die in three days or so. They never really looked like they'd be getting up to much carousing as a final blowout....

Q: Who the hell would want to live to be 90?
A: Ask any 89 year old.

If I reached the age of 88 I'd kill myself on my 89th birthday.
I don't want to live out the last of my years in a retirement home being fed from a blender, hoping to be touched indecently by a nurse and being frightened to cough in case shit myself.

 

[Maestro1874]

Killing Spree for sure! And I'd watch a lot of cartoons too.

 

[Angel77]

I'd spend my last days with my family. I don't think I'd be thinking about anything sexual if I knew I was about to die very soon. It certainly wouldn't get me in the mood.

Oh and I'd eat lots of unhealthy, fattening foods. It's not like I'd be afraid of a heart attack at that point.

 

[TangerineTicklee]

I would probably do that! If it came down to it, I would probably opt with that. That's for the suggestion! 😀

 

[Tiger.Lily]

This may be one of the oddest questions ever asked here.

And I'm going with no. Tickling would definitely not be at the top of my to-do-list.

 

[dad1]

Really good question. I don't know about tickling but I'd definitely go off my diet.

 

[love feet]

Say you had maybe 3 days until you were going to die anyway (from a disease perhaps or something serious). Would you say screw it...I'm going to die soon anyway...might as well have someone tie me up and tickle me until I die? Go out with your biggest fantasy, being tickled to death. Maybe hire 2 milfs and leave your estate to them if they tickled you until you died? Anyone here that would do this?

this is just a question rite your OK???

 

[JS805]

^lollerskates...yes I'm fine.

 

[Filthyweasel]

I'd strip naked, climb through a window of 10 Downing Street and shout abuse at Gordon Brown whilst dragging my arse across his carpet.

I suddenly laughed out so loud when I read this that I clamped my hand over my mouth to avoid waking people up. Go for it man, you'd be more famous than the mortar bomb guy who made 10 Downing Street's door shake back in the John Major days. And that was headlined on the news for weeks. lol

 

[Filthyweasel]

And if I was dying, then I don't think I would be tickling too, or even sex. 3 days...enough time to plan an outrageous death, like firing myself out of a cannon into the giant NASDAQ screen in Times Square.

For a few moments, wars would be forgotten as the world laughs at the image of my crooked legs sticking out of the hole, plastered on the cover of every newspaper on earth.