It is funny.
I mean, how hard is it to not laugh when you see somebody bite the dust? After you've made sure they are okay, of course.
Observing a fall is better than being the fall-er.
I can think of three really good falls I've had.
The reason I bring it up?
My third really good fall was less than 24 hours ago. In front of the mister's band and an entire club of costumed folk. On the dance floor.
Apparently, they put sand on the dance floor at this particular establishment. Unbeknownst to me.
It was a graceful fall, so I was told.......straight to my bottom.........legs out in front of me. Luckily, I didn't drag any microphone or music stands down with me.
I dusted the sand off. Laughed. And curtseyed in all my 80's finery.
What else can you do?