I hope Phillip is afraid of highlighters

In elementary school I was teased for having hairy arms. This one boy Phillip would tease me all the time calling me a monkey. One day I just lost it and raised my highlighter like some kind of dagger and said "if you make fun of my arms one more time I'm going to write all over your face". He laughed and whispered "monkey" so I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and wrote all over his face. After that incident my mother finally let me Nair my arms. I only did it for a couple months before I couldn't be bothered to keep up with it. As I grew older my arm hair lightened and now I don't even think twice about it.

I hope Phillip is afraid of highlighters.