And last, but not least, the Chair Thief himself. Last night I was on msn and he decided it was time for bed, so he wiggled himself in between me and the back of my chair and slowly pushed me off of it. I finally got fed up and told the little asshat he could HAVE the chair, but I wasn't going to bed, and sat on the floor instead.
(also, sorry for the two typos in the title. I'm really on a roll today with my typos.)
I had been soundly berating him in very colorful language for giving me such a bad back-ache and kicking me out of my chair, and then having the enrve to give me a stink eye. I tucked him in after that, and he kept glaring at me when I laughed.