I attacked my ENFP sister who'd just awakened and was semi-conscious.
I leaped with the grace of a feral Cato-like ninja and began biting her. She shrieked and flailed and laughed, but couldn't stop me. Why? Because I'm mighty. Like a T-Rex. Only not extinct. And my arms are proportionate to my body size. And I don't like meat, but I do like to chase things made of meat.
She grabbed my pigtails, but that didn't stop me either.
I'm coming to your house for a wake-up call, ninja. Probably well after noon though.
If only my ENFJ would do this more often *sigh* I'd even wear the pigtails just for the occasion.
I like to rock n' roll all night and *part* of every day. I usually have errands... I can only rock from like 1-3.