post-operative Sam has been throwing a lot of tantrums. (especially when he's due for his opioid-based pain medicine...)
Sam: [incomprehensible babble] "you are NOT the boss of this house! I am IN CHARGE of everything!" [pokes at me angrily with his finger]
me: [laughter] "heh. you're hilarious."
Sam: [incomprehensible babble] "NOT HILARIOUS. the BOOSSSSSS!!!" [more angry poking]
me: [more laughter]
Sam: [angry incomprehensible babble][poking becomes painful]
me: "this is getting boring."
Sam: "THE BOSS!@!@!"
me: "do you need more Lortab?"
Sam: "No! I need ANGRY!!!"
me: "alrighty. if you don't need more pain medicine, I'm going to put you in your room. you're making my head start to hurt." [I guide him into his room and shut his lock-less door.]
Sam: "you have to let me out of here because I AM IN CHARGE OF THIS HOUSE!!!!"