How about a laugh, (hopefully)
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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@lioness
Ah come on Linda, this thread isn’t How about a Groan (Hopefully). Hope it was a happy groan or at least made you smile even though you were shaking your head.
FL Mary
@imallers It was a shake the head groan. Heres one . What did the 2 caskets say to each other . Are you seeing a coffin behind my backside
@2011panc
Still waiting for it to register.
Jake
@jakedduck1 She was blind in one eye . . . wooden eye! (I probably left part of the joke out)
He only had one leg . .. wooden leg!
Sorry. I'm a little parched.
@lioness
You mean “behind my back?’ Then I get it.
Here’s another for the night
What did one snowman say to the other snowman?
It smells like carrots.
Yeah yeah I know. Got it from the old TV show Lost
FL Mary
Weather Report for Minnesota: It is cold. It is *(&%ing cold. Forecast: No change in sight. Look for icy roads, snow, sleet, lake effect snow and temperatures as low as -80. If going out for extended periods, dress in layers.
@2011panc
Jiminy crickets, -80, that’s bone chilling cold🥶
Just thinking about it makes my shiver. I need to go dig out my longjohns. Only expected to get to 60 here tomorrow in Central California.
I couldn’t survive in that weather, barely get by in winter here.
Stay bundled up.
Jake
@imallears
Based on that joke I imagine that show was cancelled.
Jake
Little Timmy's preschool teacher met Timmy's Mama at the door with Timmy, a note and the news that Timmy's language was disrupting their schedules.
There was o time to talk about it right then, but when they got home Mama questioned Timmy on the teacher's complaint. Timmy said, "I can't tell you."
"Why!"
"Because I promised the teacher never to say that word again."
"Was it a bad word?"
"Yes."
Mama wondered how bad the word could be and asked what the word was. Timmy again refused to repeat the word. Around and around they went with Mama trying various ways to find out exactly what Timmy had said, and Timmy refusing to repeat the word.
Finally Mama asked where he learned the word, to which Timmy responded "Yes."
"Who said the word?"
"Daddy."
"Where did he say it?"
"In the garage when he was fixing the mower."
Still feeling she needed to know just how bad the word was, Mama asked what letter of the alphabet the word started with. Timmy replied, "B."
At that point Mama stopped the conversation to make dinner. When Daddy came home she told him about the incident and asked if he could think of a "B" word that Timmy might have learned from him that would get Timmy in trouble at school. They could come up with nothing and decided that after dinner Daddy would talk to Timmy about it.
After dinner Daddy's talk with Timmy went almost exactly the same as Mama's had earlier. Finally exhausted, Daddy asked if Timmy would whisper the word in his ear. That way Daddy would know the word but Timmy would be keeping his word to the teacher by not actually "saying" the word. After some hesitation Timmy leaned over, looked around to see that they were alone, and whispered, "Dammitt!"
Remember he's a preschooler.
Two buckets met on the street. The first one said, "You look a little pail." The second one answered, "I know. I'm not a well bucket."