Laughter

Recently I've had some really good laughs with women I'd consider only casual acquaintances. Not cute, quaint, light laughter but hearty, I can't stop laughing to the point that it could be an abdominal work out sort of laughter. I think I should consider marketing it. If I could come up with a comedy routine designed to make people laugh a good solid hour every day, they'd have rock hard abs and lots of endorphins in their system... it would be golden. Endorphins, from exercise and just in general being happy, are addictive too so people would start and get hooked. Obviously you'd have to come up with a variety of jokes or people wouldn't be willing to invest in the program. I guess there might be only a select market amused by my comments to make Ciel blue swim suits and feather boas the new laboratory attire, me singing "Now that I'm a Woman" from the Last Unicorn on the top of my lungs, making the "irresistible face", playing the game "Hip Hop Like Angie"... Maybe I should leave it to the pros. Instead of getting a membership to a gym I should consider getting a membership to a comedy club. Its too bad though since I think I'd be happy with a career where my job was to make people laugh. It would be fun so long as I wasn't a clown. I'm glad I didn't get this idea earlier in life or I might have run off, joined the circus, and then I'd look like this.