Huh?

I was trying to wake Drew up to ask him something...
Me: Drew, drew...
Drew: You can't have it.
Me: Have what?
He grabs me. Hugs me. Starts rubbing my back and whispers: It's mine. You can't have it.
I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.
He's still muttering in his sleep now...
...
I don't care. I don't care.
Don't touch my car!
I'll pop you.
Don't touch it. Don't do it.
How did that feel?
I'm bigger than you are (totally in a taunting voice)
Your nose is next.
Oh boy. You just don't learn.
Did you like that? I just hit you again.
Stop crying. Stop. Hmmm hm. Tell your friends. I told you I'd hit you.
Tell 'em. Tell all your friends.
You're a sissy... (again with the taunting)
You don't want to do that.
I hope that heals funny.
Stupid. So stupid.
No no no.
Oh? You wanna race me?
(yes. I'm typing as he talks.)
*laughter*
My sister could kick your butt.
No. I wanna race now. Race me.
Don't touch my car!
I've hit you twice now.
Hm. Hmmm.
That's MY wife.
I'll kill you.
Shhhh. Go.
You shouldn't have said that. You're gonna die. You're gonna die.
You're gonna throw up. Then die.
....
Wowzer. I think he's asleep for real now.
....
Later:
Don't put the bacon there. That's nasty.
Don't eat that. Ugh.
Doh. Ohhhh Yummy Yummy!
No! No no no.
Tattle tail. Tattle tail. Tattle tail.
You bad bad bad. No no no.
....
Snoring. Whew.