WHAT ME WORRY?

One of Shakespeare’s lesser know comedies. “What Me Worry” was written following the success of similarly themed works:

"Much Ado About Nothing" (1598–1599)
"As You Like It" (1599–1600)
"All’s Well That Ends Well" (1602–1603)
“What Me Worry” (1604-1605)

The play is sometimes attributed to Alfred E. Neuman.

interrogative, adjective "what me worry" or 'what-me-worry' means

1.someone who doesn't care about anything.

if someone does not care about others and even his own things, he/she can be called 'what-me-worry friend',or also he can say "what? me worry?"

2.laziness, silliness.

What, Me Worry? is a phrase that originated from a film from 1898 with John Phillip Holland. In a photograph Holland emerged from a hatch in his submarine with the captions '' What, me worry? Fast forward to 1956 when artist Norman Mingo saw an ad for a 'special project for a new magazine'. He went inside and asked which one it is and someone said Mad and he said goodbye. But Harvey Kurtzman recognized his work and convinced him to work for him. He showed Mingo an ad with pre Mad Neuman with the words '' me, worry?" he wanted it to be more funny but not an idiot. Norman created the dumb-witted gap tooth person we know today as Alfred. E Neuman. Fun fact: His name was going to be Melvin. Today, thousands of people know this famous phrase and sometimes What, me worry? is added with I Read MAD.

What me up means, you asked someone to update or brief you about the current affairs or relevant local or global affairs.

A phrase used when someone says something which is accidentally related to a sexual act. It is similar to "thats what she said" or "thats what he said", but u can use from your own perspective.

Said by those individuals that feel left out of something or by someone unincluded in the plans made by others.

Well, there's a little boy waiting
At the counter of the corner shop
He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day
They never ever see him from the top
He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground
He gets to his feet and he says
What about me? It isn't fair
I've had enough, now I want my share
Can't you see, I wanna live
But you just take more than you give
Well, there's a pretty girl serving
At the counter of the corner shop
She's been waiting back there, waiting for a dream
Her dreams walk in and out; they never stop
Well she's not too proud, to cry out loud
She runs to the street and she screams
What about me? It isn't fair
I've had enough, now I want my share
Can't you see, I wanna live
But you just take more than you give
More than you give?