
The Beach Bandit Strikes…With Tickles
Just a peaceful afternoon at the beach.
Feet out the window, soaking up some sunshine, watching the waves roll in and the seagulls wander by. For a few blissful minutes, everything was perfectly calm…
Then a complete stranger (Tony) spotted my bare feet, launched a surprise tickle attack, and turned my relaxing beach break into a laughing, squirming disaster.
A minute or two of relentless teasing later, they vanished as quickly as they appeared, leaving me wondering if I was tickled by a random beachgoer or some kind of barefoot-loving sea creature.
I was just trying to catch some sun. My feet had other plans.
