About Universitatis Ticklusoficus
Introduction to U.T."No, no, don't tickle me," I cried, but she wouldn't listen. She tickled me mercilessly. I squirmed, tried to get out of this cruel situation, but she was sitting on top of me and the tickling made me weak. I could not help but to laugh hysterically as her fingers ran up and down every ticklish spot there was on my body. I gasped for air. I hated it. I Loved it. I hated it. I Loved it. So cruel, but still so good. Intimate, but also so innocent. The irony was that I had indirectly asked for it. I hated to be tickled, but I had consciously provoked her to do this to me. Her eyes were glowing. I could tell she really enjoyed seeing me squirm like that. Of all things I hated, this was the one thing I also somehow liked. The irony. "Why?" I asked myself. "Why do I enjoy so much something that I hate equally much?" And so I decided to start up Universitatis Ticklusoficus.
Mission Statement
Universitatis Ticklusoficus is dedicated to exploring the world of
tickling, its impact on society and culture as well as the individual
tickler and ticklee's body and mind. To research the meaning of tickling
and the possible applications of tickling in times of peace and/or war.
Campus
Our virtual campus features a library dedicated to literature of the
tickled degree, facilities to research physical and mental aspects of
tickling and ticklishness, profiling of ticklers and ticklees, student
tickling organizations, campus café for philosophical chat on the topic of
tickling and even a student paper. Or, at least, that is our goal.
Information for Visitors
Even though we do not expect everyone who come by to work here, we do
occationally have surveys, and it would help us a lot if you filled out
the surveys we present. We might also come with challanges for your
entertainment and our research. Your participation is encouraged. Hey!
It's fun!
Email: ticklelab@geocities.com
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