Some people here seem to take offense when people reply with silly or humorous comments in posts.

I enjoy reading them (in fact it is rumored that I have posted a few myself ).

Everything in life doesn't have to be a joke, but when you read about a "3 week stall" or someone having pissy-pants because they are the only one who ever had to follow a post WLS diet, etc. for the umpteenth-hundred time, some humor is well appreciated.

People should encourage creativity, otherwise people become like this little boy:

(It's a poem I like and why I encourage creativity)

He always wanted to say things but no one understood.
He always wanted to explain things but to no one cared.
So he drew.

Sometimes he would just draw and it wasn’t anything.
He wanted to carve it in stone or write it in the sky.
He would lie out on the grass and look up at the sky and it
would be only him and the sky, and the things that needed saying.

And it was after that, that he drew the picture.
It was a beautiful picture.
He kept it under the pillow and would let no one see it.
He would look at it every night and think about it.
And when it was dark, and his eyes were closed, he could still see it.
It was all of him and he loved it.

When he started school he brought it with him.
Not to show anyone, but just to have like a friend.

It was funny about school.
He sat in a square brown desk, like all the other square
brown desks, and he thought it should be red.
And his room was a square brown room like all the other rooms.
It was tight and close, and stiff.

He hated to hold the pencil, and the chalk, with his arm stiff
and his feet flat on the floor, stiff with a teacher watching
and watching.
And then he had to write a numbers.
And they weren’t anything.
They were worse than the letters which could be something
if you put them together.
The numbers were tight and square and he hated the whole thing.

The teacher came and spoke to him.
She told him to wear a tie like all the other boys.
He said he didn’t like them and she said it didn’t matter.
After that they drew.

He drew all yellow and it was the way he felt about morning.
And it was beautiful.

The teacher came and smiled at him.
“What’s this?” she said.
“Why don’t you draw something like Ken’s drawing?
Isn’t that beautiful?”
It was all questions.

After that his mother bought him a tie and he always drew
aeroplanes and rocket ships like everyone else.
And he threw the old picture away.

And when he lay out alone looking at the sky it was big and blue.
And all of everything, but he wasn’t any more.

He was square inside and brown, and his hands were stiff,
and he was like anyone else.
And the thing inside him that needed saying didn’t need saying anymore.

It has stopped pushing.
It was crushed, stiff.
Like everything else.

TL;DR

I am guilty as charged! Not only have I been the cause of a butt cut I've also been known to single handedly insert sticks into the anal region by words alone. Sorry........NOT sorry! "I'm just a baby duck"

WLS is a really serious subject and we all worry, fret a lot! Personally, I welcome a little humor!

@@4MRB4PHOTO That poem is awesome. My daughter is an animation student in college. Her cousin is pre-med. Her friends are business majors. Too often, she is asked why she "just wants to draw". I'm going to share this with her. She will love it.

It's all about context. People don't find stuff funny because they take it personally and as an insult, even if that wasn't the intention.

Being"in on the joke" doesn't come easily for everyone. More specifically, someone can make a pretty wacky statement which even they might find funny 6 months from now...but right now, today, they are serious as a heart attack and can't fathom why other more experienced people might find it funny.

I think alot of it is hilarious but since support is one of our key goals here, I try to hold my tongue (fingers?) and hope that someday the OP "gets it". Remember that some obese people fear criticisms, being laughed at etc. disproportionately and over react, find insult where none was intended. Heck, some people SEEM to be looking for conflict and get torqued over nothing.

It takes as long to read the poem as it does to watch the kid's spirit die. Other pieces treat the theme as effectively, but without taking up valuable time.

Seriously, a lot of the bantering on the boards is great. Sometimes, though, I do feel sorry for the originators who were in earnest and felt lost. Then there are the ones who are so tense over what confuses them, that they just can't see anything else. Some, not all, of those who are merely devoid of humor are on their own.

@@Babbs -- I found TL;DR, unlike your cat's-ear arrows.

Edited November 4, 201510 yr by WLSResources/ClothingExch

TL;DR

OK, this is the RD version:

Boy's creativity stifled.

Abandons creativity, assimilates to the status quo.