i'm feeling depressed--say something nice

17 Jul 2006

Hi, need a cheery remark to brighten my day. Tell me a joke or say something nice
to put a smile on my miserable mug. Thanks, peeps. sad

17 Jul 2006

try this ..... lol

17 Jul 2006

try this ..... lol

17 Jul 2006

Whenever I'm feeling unhappy, I just try to think of nice things.
What kind of things?
Well, let me see. Nice things. . . .
Daffodils.
Green meadows.
Skies full of stars.
:karaoke: :karaoke: :karaoke: :karaoke:
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles And warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages Tied up with strings
Feel free to jump in at any point
:bounce: :bounce: :bounce: :bounce:

17 Jul 2006

Cream coloured ponies and crisp apple strudel,
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Why oh why! rolleyes

17 Jul 2006

Yay! Well done, Manolishi, couldn't resist eh! :happy:
We'll soon have hardpython feeling right as rain
:therethere:
Come on now folks, jump in whenever you want!
:karaoke:

17 Jul 2006

Quote by kittysin
Yay! Well done, Manolishi, couldn't resist eh! :happy:
We'll soon have hardpython feeling right as rain
:therethere:
Come on now folks, jump in whenever you want!
:karaoke:

Oi - what about the third verse - I hate being a soloist redface

17 Jul 2006

Girls in white dresses and blue satin sashes,
Snow-flakes that stay on my nose and eye-lashes,
Silver white win-ters that melt into spring,
These are a few of my favorite things
rolleyes

:roll:

:wink:

17 Jul 2006

Yay, splendid, Splendid!

17 Jul 2006

When the dog bites, when the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember
my favorite things
and then I don't feeel so bad!
biggrin

:D :D :D

17 Jul 2006

As I sat in the gloom, a voice said "cheer up ! things could be worse! " ......So I cheered up, an you know things did indeed get worse !

17 Jul 2006

Mother's Balloons
Little Mikey is taking a shower with his mother and says, "Mom, what are those things on your chest?" Unsure of how to reply, she tells Little Mikey to ask his dad at breakfast tomorrow, quite certain the matter would be forgotten.
Mikey didn't forget. The following morning he asked his father the same question. His father, always quick with the answers, said, "Why? Mikey, those are balloons. When your mommy dies, we can blow them up and she'll float to heaven."
Mikey thinks that's really neat and asks no more questions.
A few weeks later, Little Mikey's dad comes home from work a few hours early. Mikey runs out of the house crying hysterically, "Daddy! Daddy! Mommy's dying!"
His father says, "Calm down son! Why do you think Mommy's dying?"
"Uncle Bob is blowing up Mommy's balloons and she's screaming, 'Oh God, I'm coming'."
hope this cheered you up
xxxx