Quote Originally Posted by Cowher View Post
Oh no! Your in Wales?!? That's the withered widow killer of Caernarfon! She chooses her next victim by asking to tickle their knees and those who refuse are found the next morning shriveled up like a overcooked piece of chicken. Your quite lucky you agreed to let her have her way.

That made me laugh

My best guess is that tickling the knees of a handsome kilt wearing chap was something she always fancied doing and that she'd reached that happy age where you realise you might as well take your chance when you can. She certainly looked happy about it, went off chortling to herself. If only it was that easy to make everyone's day