A friend just sent me this and since it’s funny I decided to share it here. These truths are self evident and funny as well. You can laugh at them but, you cannot appreciate them until they are

Once upon a time in a small town nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there lived a young man named Jack. Jack was known throughout the town for his quick wit and infectious laughter. He had a knack for finding humor in even the most mundane situations, and his friends often sought him out when they needed a good laugh.

One day, while Jack was strolling through the town square, he came across a group of children playing in the fountain. As he watched them splash and laugh, a mischievous idea popped into his head. With a twinkle in his eye, Jack quietly snuck up behind the fountain and, with a swift motion, turned up the water pressure.

The children squealed with delight as the water shot up into the air, drenching them from head to toe. Jack couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the sight of their shocked faces. The children, realizing what had happened, joined in his laughter, and soon the entire square was filled with the sound of their joyous giggles.

As Jack made his way home later that day, he couldn’t shake the feeling of happiness that had settled over him. He had always believed that laughter was the best medicine, and today had only reaffirmed that belief. Little did he know, his penchant for humor would soon lead him on an unexpected adventure.

That evening, as Jack sat down to dinner with his family, there was a knock at the door. Curious, Jack’s father went to answer it, only to find a messenger standing on the doorstep, holding a letter addressed to Jack. With trembling hands, Jack opened the letter and read its contents aloud to his family.

It was an invitation to compete in the town’s annual comedy festival, a prestigious event that drew performers from far and wide. Jack’s heart raced with excitement at the thought of showcasing his talent on such a grand stage. Without hesitation, he accepted the invitation and set to work preparing his routine.

Weeks passed in a blur of rehearsals and anticipation, until finally the day of the festival arrived. The town square was transformed into a makeshift theater, with rows of chairs set up for the audience and a brightly lit stage at the center. Jack took a deep breath as he stepped onto the stage, the spotlight shining down on him.

For the next hour, Jack had the audience in stitches with his hilarious jokes and witty anecdotes. His performance was met with thunderous applause and cheers, and by the time he took his final bow, he knew he had done his town proud. As he walked offstage, a sense of accomplishment washed over him, knowing that he had brought laughter and joy to so many people.

From that day forward, Jack’s reputation as a talented comedian spread far and wide. He toured the country, performing in theaters and comedy clubs, always bringing smiles to the faces of his audience. But no matter how famous he became, Jack never forgot his roots or the town that had believed in him from the very beginning. And though he may have traveled far and wide, he knew that there was no place like home, where the laughter never stopped flowing.