Imagine my surprise then, dear friends, when I saw the following:
Upon watching this, I couldn't help but hear Tina Turner singing in my head, "What's love got to do, got to do with it?"
And really: What does love got to do with it?
Did anyone ask these two monkeys if they were seriously committed to one another?
Did anyone ask them if they were alright in becoming spokesprimates for the entire Hindu-Muslim conflict?
Did someone inform them of their obligations and responsibilities as religious diplomats and agents of peace?
Clearly, though, the more important issues were taken care of first: calls to Cover Girl for the inside scoop as to which long-lasting, cream-based eyeshadows were appropriate for this time of year and research with Bride Magazine as to the latest monkey couture wedding dresses.
Humans, humans, humans...
When will you get it through your thick skulls that just because two monkeys get married doesn't mean their poop suddenly stops getting thrown at you the very next day?
And what exactly would that mean for the already troubled Hindu-Muslim relations?
Nothing but more crap.