Here's an accomplishment: I made it to forty-three. By all rights, I should never have made it to twenty-five.
I think my wife has finally figured out that her husband has to tickle just about every female he meets. She seems to regard it as a joke of sorts, which I think is no mean accomplishment in and of itself. Last night, we had a friend over, who verbally teased me. I introduced finger to foot, but, alas, no reaction. "Ha!", said Mrs K, "she's not ticklish!"
Oh, well. Sang Carole King: "sometimes you win, sometimes you lose..."