Angry Nerd

Stacy was out running errands with L today, and since I was home from work sick, I got to entertain N. N has long valued and relied upon he extraordinary head-butting skills, but today even he was excessive.

"N, stop it,"   I whined after the fifteenth slam into my kidneys.  No notice.

"Cut it out!" after the thirtieth.

"Why are you doing this!?!" I half pleaded, unable to stand straight with my bruises and swelling.

"I'm an angry bird and you're a pig." he said matter-of-factly.