Whoever said madness was sick? I find that with a touch of madness, a smile to boot, and a hearty slap on the back can do more for someone than a bunch of flowers which are just gonna die anyway or a box of chocolates of which only two chocolates in the box are actually worth eating. So whenever you see someone upset and you just KNOW they need cheering up, act a prat.

1. They enjoy spontaneity when their last few hours of sadness have dragged on slower than a Scandinavian Cartoon Season on Channel 4.

2. You become a higher draw in their friendship book.

3. It makes them feel good that they aren't the ones who look like a total wenzle-ding.

What's the point of this inane rambling? Cheer up. It'll help not only you, but anyone who needs that kind of visual excitement.