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Post by rockymtblue2 on Feb 12, 2018 13:13:03 GMT -5
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Post by chicagogg on Feb 12, 2018 14:35:39 GMT -5
At first, looking at the header, I thought you were talking about TOB....!
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Post by UConnChapette on Feb 12, 2018 17:47:56 GMT -5
Saw a meme today that said essentially "People have gotten too sensitive. I can't laugh at myself without offending someone."
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Post by samanthabrown3 on Feb 16, 2018 22:29:06 GMT -5
Yeah, but a food allergy can kill you.
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Post by genosguy on Feb 17, 2018 13:15:35 GMT -5
Rocky---Insensitive of you! Morally that seems a bit "immoral". That's like a Cancer survivor laughing at the disease that nearly took him/her (to be politically correct) out. Kidding Rocky--read below.
Sam: I agree with the dangers therein--and this comment is not aimed at you. Food allergies are serious---Cancer and diabetics live terrible existences--but doing it without humor make nearly all of our existence--just that an existence not lives to interact and enjoy the enjoyable. My uncle died of Ms Or Md--a disease that took away his muscles of all sorts, when I visited him he was full of jokes, even on his condition, eventually his chest muscles went and he died upside down in his own siliva without the power to breath--to the very bitter end--he joked and laughed. life is more fun with humor. There is nothing too terrible that an open minded person cannot make better with humor. This thing in Fla is on the ends of moral --it is beyond distasteful. While not funny, I find it disconcerting that some want to burn down the school (ala Newtown) and spend another 100,000,000 that could be more properly spent providing equipment and services to locate mentally disturbed individuals and help them and to identify those with this murderous bent before this happens again.
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Post by Icebear on Feb 18, 2018 17:17:55 GMT -5
Humor is frequently the strength of the dying. As a hospice chaplain I see it everyday.
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Post by rockymtblue2 on Feb 22, 2018 9:07:09 GMT -5
Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player. That struts and frets his hour upon the stage. And then is heard no more. It is a tale. Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,. Signifying nothing.
Might be a bit harsh, but it is also a caution to laugh on occasion, actually as many occasions as possible.
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