Joey had just arrived to his friend Ross's apartment. He hasn't visited in a long time. He arrived and looked around. Where was Ross? Little did he know, Rachel and Ross were planning to ambush him and tickle him silly.
"Surprise Joey!" Rachel shouted, startling him.
"Oh god!" Joey whipped around, only to see Rachel grinning at him. "What the hell? You scared the daylights outta me!"
"Heehee! Okay," said Rachel, obviously finding joy in what she just did.
"Soooo, you're probably wondering about this peculiar approach," said Ross, wandering around his living room.
"Uh... yeah," Joey replied, confused.
"Take off your shirt," said Ross, making Joey feel awkward.
"Wha?" Joey replied, bewildered.
"You heard him. Shirt off! Now!" Rachel said, sounding more bossy than Monica. Joey took his shirt off.
"Okay, shirt's off," said Joey, tossing his shirt aside. "Now what?"
"Now, answer this question," said Ross, casual moonwalking.
"Question?" Joey said, not knowing what he was in for.
"The question is... are you ticklish?" Rachel asked.
Oh god, here it comes! Joey thought to himself. He already gets tickled enough by Monica, Phoebe and Chandler. But not by Rachel and Ross.
"No, of course not," Joey finally answered. Rachel, not buying it, walked over and poked him in the stomach, getting a squeak from him.
"Why are you squealing, then?" Rachel asked, signaling Ross to come over.
"Rachel, Ross, I hope you're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do," Joey said, sounding nervous.
"Guess what, Joey Tribbiani! You're gonna get tickled like crazy!" Rachel said in glee. And with that _____________
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