Humour is the best medicine. How often have you heard that expression? When I’m drowning in my quagmire of angsts, I do not want to hear mention of it. I’m liable to wack you one if you suggest that.
However, if you are clever enough or clownish enough and can cause me to break out in uproarious, heehawing, guffawing laughter, it would probably disrupt my brain waves and bust me out of my misdemeanor. Is that the right word? No matter! It has the right sound.
Lacking humour and laughter, I’m having to resort to tapping out my mean and unrighteous feelings. Oh, how can people do such things? Oh, HOW could they? Have they no conscious? WHERE are their morals?
You know what? This is working! The demons in me are leaving through my fingerstips with each tap, tap on the keyboard. Hallelujah!
onethousandandtwo 
Both of those pictures made me smile so humour is working for me! 🙂
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Thank you!
Reminds me of the cartoon ‘Over the hedge’ when hammie asks ‘Want to help me find my nuts!?!?!’ lol!
Ha! Ha!
Laughing is healing! This is so cute!
Thanks!
Better to take out frustration on a keyboard than on an animate object, huh? Peace, John
Right! 🙂