Emos and Pharmacists.

• Emo chick: My boyfriend left me.
• Me: And?
• Emo chick: I think of him and cut myself.
• Me: I appreciate that. I really do.
• Emo chick: You appreciate what?
• Me: You cutting yourself.
• Emo chick: What the hell?
• Me: Seriously.
• Emo chick: Why?
• Me: My dad's a pharmacist; people like you make sure his business will always work. You know, bandages and that stuff?
• Emo chick: F*ck you!