What the matter with you!?(a game?)

Okay, it goes like this… I’ve haven’t been able to find anything interesting to read here or anywhere on the whole F***ing web. Everything seems boring and dull. In fact I’m just in a crappy mood all around and I can’t figure out why. So, I thought, how about a game. You tell me what my problem is… then figure out the problem of the previous poster etc. etc…

The protocol might be something like this: You know what your problem is…?
This is admittedly my first attempt at a game so if you don’t like it… go to hell!

You know what your problem is? You’re too fucking coward to post fucking in it’s fucking entirety. I mean, fuck! Also, you have a mean attitude and you need to find some fucking productive thing to do. Why don’t you go fuck someone?

( I hope that was what you had in mind, I mean no ill harm :slight_smile: )

So what’s MY fucking problem?

You know what your problem is you say “fuck” too much.

(no offence)

You know what your problem is you can’t fucking spell you asshole

(no offense)

I saw that one coming :smiley:

You’re problem is your posts are too short. You don’t really delve into situations and really don’t bring anything new to the discussion.

So what’s my other problem?

You know what? YOU have a problem SiXSwordS, offence and offense are both acceptable spellings.

You know what your problem is?! You can’t seem to keep everything in one post. What’s next, posts for each word? :wink:

What’s my problem?

You know what you r problem is you think you have only one other problem.

You know what you’re problem is? You have a lame eye that droops. That and the fact you can’t appreciate my worthwhile contributions, and that I simulposted.

Do I have any more problems?

ARGGGGGGGG MY problem is that I simulpost again and again and again.

So what’s YOUR problem, buddy?

you know what your problem is

you know what you r problem is

I’ll give you a hint…

Your problem is all this plodding-place hint dropping! We haven’t all got time to waste deciphering your cryptic thoughts! Can’t you just get to the point?
(No offence. Or offense for that matter.)

You know what your problem is? You’re just a big walking bag of crumbs, man. For the frickin’ squirrels to munch on. You just sit there and BE with no useful thought. You just give away your crumbs to whomever.

So what’s my frickin’ problem?

Well you see, old chap, your frikin’ problem is that you are using your right hand! Now if you used your left hand, it would feel like someone else was frikin’ you, now that’s much better, isn’t it.

Come, come, what might my problem be, old bean.

You know what your fucking problem is, Bippy? You think you’re so cute, with your little anachronistic turns of phrase. Get real! Only attention-seekers and members of the H.G. Wells fan club call people “old bean” and “chap” anymore, and they’re all pansies. And what the hell is up with this “frikin’” crap? It’s the twenty-first century; if you can say “fuck” on prime-time TV, you sure as hell can say it on an anonymous message board.

(Hey, this is cathartic and fun!)

Now Treviathan one must keep up appearence, I took frikin’ as an Americanism for Frigging… I am to guess that your name might be Trevor? What kind of name is that, were you bullied harshly at school? That would explain your enmity to pansies, which are otherwise quite pleasent flowers. Also what do you mean by calling me an attention-seeker, I’m an attention-whore, and don’t you forget it you young whipper snapper. Tally Ho.

There must be something worse than just being an attention-whore you can find wrong with your’s truly.

You know what you’re problem is Bippy? You assumed SanguineSpider was a man. You are dead wrong.

If I have all these problems, can’t anyone offer a solution?