What does little Johnny enjoy these days?
He likes to eat. He likes to sleep with a pacifier. He likes to follow his sisters around the house. He likes his dad.
He likes to wave. He likes to stand up. He likes it when the girls dote on him. He likes his dad.
He really likes his dad. He especially likes it when his dad punches him in the gut over and over until John smiles like a schoolgirl. John also like to be shot with fake guns.
He likes it when Jamie bursts into the room pretending to rain down artillery fire upon him mercilessly. But even more, he likes it when Jamie picks him up and stabs him in his little chest and twists the knife to the side to finish the job. Then John likes when his dad drags the knife up his chest and pulls out his fake little beating heart in his hand and holds it in front of John's face (signified by Jamie's pumping fist and the noise "gu-dung, gu-dung, gu-dung").
John really loves that.