Stop it, stop it!
Ahhhh!
Get off!
No!
Stop it!
Put me down!
Ouch!
Bloody hell!
No!
Nice hug, nice hug.
No!
Arrrrgh!
Do ribs grow back?
And spleens?
What about them?
Thought so! Ha!
Back!
Back!
Oh, bloody hell!
That hurt!
Well that’s because it’s just bone rather than bloody titanium alloy!
No I don’t want a piggyback!
No, no, no, gerroff!
Because last time you banged my head on the ceiling.
And the doorframe.
And then you dropped me.
And, guess what, it hurt.
A lot.
And I still have the bruise.
No, different one.
Yeah, thanks.
Just milk. No sugar.
OK.
Thanks.
So how was school today, then?
Yeah, that’s because they’re crap.
Want a chocolate biscuit?