These were two separate conversations that I had with students yesterday:
Student looks up at the Edgar Degas painting on the studio wall.
Student #1: That painting is weird.
Me: How so?
Student #1: She looks like she's giving Degas the stink eye!
Me: (Laughing) I guess I never looked at it like that before!
Student #1: She's TOTALLY giving him the stink eye! Like, "Stop painting me!"
Me: (Laughing) Now I'm never going to be able to look at that painting without thinking about this.
Student #2: At my old school, I was dancing in a production of High School the Musical, and doing fouetté turns on a table, when I kicked some boy in the eye.
Student #2: Yeah, I felt kinda bad - but it's not like it was my fault. I was all like "Get your face out of my leg space!"