How about a laugh, (hopefully)

Posted by Leonard @jakedduck1, Dec 31, 2018

I believe laughter is the best medicine. Laughter has actually been scientifically proven to help people with depression issues.
Let’s give it a try so we can all get happy and feel better. Many Epilepsy forums I’ve been on had joke sections. I was probably the biggest joke of all since I didn’t get a lot of the jokes. They said the jokes couldn’t be above 4th grade level for me to understand them so my jokes may be rather simplistic but let’s give it a try.
Have a lovely day everyone,
Jake

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This something I heard years ago, and helps me to have the right attitude to life :

Life is but a
Life is but a
Melancholy flower
Melancholy flower,
Life is but a lemon
Life is but a lemon
Cauliflower
Cauliflower

It helps me when I am bogged down worrying about things, and puts things back in perspective.

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