Barry, listen up, you see, I'm from the streets too.
When a rival gang would impose on our turf, when things got serious, when rap battles don't work anymore.... we have a tickling fight. We bowl up to the rival gang, and start tickling their sides, and they'll do the same to us. Eventually we're all laughing so much that we forgot what the beef was all about and we can go about our lives as normal again.

A man's got to do what a man's gotta do, no feather dusters, hands only.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Tue 11 Oct 2011, 9:55, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

I've tried fluffy fingers.

(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Tue 11 Oct 2011, 9:57, Reply)

Thumb war?

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Tue 11 Oct 2011, 10:02, Reply)