Boy in my class:
*draw lines on his arm with a red marker and making jokes about self harm* Ohh, it hurts so much, I am emo and I'm going to kill myself
*walks up behind him, looks at what he is doing*
Do you wanna see my favorite cut? *points at on of the lines he had drawn*
*pulls up his sleeve and reveal an arm with lots of scars and points at the biggest* Do you want to see mine?
*gasping, and stares at the teacher's arm* But....
Please don't make jokes about self harm! You never know which one of those around you who are actually dealing with it. It's not a joke.
my spanish teacher:
i know what that means you little shit