Nothing nicer

Nothing is sweeter than a classroom full of worried second graders, right up until they're all poking and prodding at the screamingly painful roadrash. And then it's still sweet, but hard not to scream, which quickly devolves into funny as they watch your face contort, and then everyone's laughing which hurts the less tangible injuries, and it's just a big stupidly painfully silly laughing mess.