Having consumed one too many diet cokes at dinner, I proceeded to torment the boyfriend as he peacefully tried to read. Pinched him. Poked him. Pulled his leg hairs. I'm not touching you possibly escaped my lips a couple of times. Nothing ever provides more entertainment than annoying the ones you love. He finally looks over at me and gives the ultimatum: If I poke him one more time he will head butt me. I, of course, ignore his threat and gleefully poke him right in the cheek. He grabs me and sob, head butts me. A totally unforgivable act. Ignore the fact that it didn't hurt. My pride is totally wounded. I bring up the wounding of the innocent girlfriend multiple times in the next week. Each time he just grins and proclaims, "It was a LOVE headbutt."