The What If's

What if there was no music, no laughter. Where would we be today? No smiles. No nothing. Just sadness and depression. Where would we go? What would we do? How could we look for love if we have no sense of humor or no music to sleep to? There would be no music to soothe the soul and calm the heart. Where would our soldiers be if they did not have those SOS girls to sing life back into them? How could they live, breath, survive? No one knows.
No more Saturday Night Live. How could they? Honestly. I mean really. Where would half of America or the world for that matter be on Saturday nights without Madtv or Saturday Night Live? Then there would be no more comedies at the movies like There’s Something about Mary, Jack Black or Rush Hour. No more comedy category at any of the award ceremonies and many people would be out of a great job, a rewarding job. One that requires a sense of humor. No fear, not afraid to make fools out of themselves.
Then, what about the jesters in medieval times? How would the King and Queen be entertained? Who would bring the Queen out of her rage of tears to pure happiness? No one else.
And, where would Batman be without the Joker? He was the true evil villain and that laugh of his proved everyone’s point. But, how could you really hate a man that made you laugh? You cannot. It’s impossible.
Oh and the use of makeup would cease to exist. Sorry, MAC, Aveda, Lancome, Benefit, Estee Lauder and Stila, you’re out of a couple of billion dollars. Sorry. Please come again. I mean how could a woman buy makeup anyways when everytime she cried her face would become blush, her mascara would run down the sides of her cheeks and she would look like a sad faced clown doll or crying porcelain doll, who we all can look at, but not touch. If they only made actual waterproof mascara that worked and not some cheap imitation crap like Wet and Wild or Bonne Bell, oh well. Cest le Vie. That’s life. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.