Squarking like a .... you know, parrot!

The tickling torture is so unbearable on your bare feet that you are soon squarking out everything you know about your father's work, Dr. Hex and that strange job appointment.

Eventually the birds stop... and as you are left gasping, they huddle together and whisper.

"Hey!" you cry. "Now that I've told you everything, how about digging me out and letting me go free?"

Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)

you're still their captive
further tickling
still trapped
no
left

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