My one way ticket......

Eldest boy was explaining to me that his friend, Jesus (pronounced : Hay-zoos) ended up getting his finger stapled to a wood plank because some kids were screwing around in shop class...... I snickered..... Boy thought I was being VERY insensitive and rude. Here he was telling me that his friend got hurt, and there I was laughing. I assured my son that I was NOT laughing at the fact that his friend got hurt. I explained my deal-y to him..... 
Me: So you mean to tell me that Jesus got tacked onto a board because of the misdeeds of others?
Yeah, I lost my shit.
Aaaaaand THAT ladies and gentlemen, is another reason why I have a one way ticket to hell.