Do you know what your problem is, Chavardz? You want someone else to offer a solution to your problems instead of looking deep inside yourself to figure out what is wrong with you.
So, what’s my problem?
Misstee, your problem is that you won’t offer Chavardz a solution to his problem. It would only take a minute or two.
And, my problem(s) is?
jesleigh, your problem is that you won’t helo misstee out with offering Chavardz a solution to his problem. You know how two heads are often better than one? She might just need the right words to formulate a solution… cheh!
Oh, and while I’m at it… you have another problem. Your last sentence should preferably read “And my problem(s) is (are)?”
At least, that’s what I think.
Now, what are my problems?
F_X
Besides the fact that I can’t spell… “helo” was supposed to be “help.”
Flamsterette, your problem is you are too god damned cheerful. Go watch Schindler’s List and Saving Private Ryan, along with Sophie’s Choice. Then come back a much sadder, pleasanter you. Oh yeah…you start too many hamster-killing game threads, god damn it. Stop that! It’s fucking annoying. It took me until, like, 2009 to open this son of a bitch.
So what’s my problem?
DAMN IT, Mr. Babbington! Your problem is that you open EVERY thread you see! You waste so much time here on the boards that life is passing you by! Stop opening threads and smell the roses! And stop being so NICE!
And my problem is?
One word - ** HELLIZONA **
The oppressive heat is turning you into a cruel, cruel mistress.
And don’t give me any of that ‘but it’s a dry heat’ crap.
What’s my freakin’ problem?
Your problem is you have chosen the ignore the possible validity of the phrase ‘It’s a dry heat!’. What if it IS a dry heat, you arse?
The problem with you, primesite, is that you’re squandering away precious time and energy nitpicking at other people’s posts in the corrupt wishes thread. I mean, it’s not like you don’t have anything better to do. Think of all those letters to your Great Aunt Mildred you could be writing, or those oh-so-necessary reorganizations to your sock drawer. Hell, you could be clipping your toenails, sweeping out that space under the fridge, or sanitizing your telephone. And to think–you’re frittering away your life here on the SDMB pointing out what’s wrong with other people’s posts, just because those other people may have had a VERY LONG DAY and are SICK AND TIRED OF PEOPLE GRIPING AT THEM, and are NOT ABOUT TO ACCEPT YET MORE KVETCHING JUST BECAUSE THEY CAN’T FOLLOW THE RULES OF AN SDMB GAME!
And, hey–shouldn’t you be studying for your exam on Saturday?
[hijack] You’re exit 7? I’m originally from exit 9, in South Brunswick. I miss NJ. Have a really good slice of pizza for me.[/hijack]
And what’s my problem, other than the fact that I didn’t see Gmork’s post before posting my own?
One train leaves Boston at 7 a.m. traveling west at 68 mph. Another train leaves Chicago at 8 a.m. traveling east at 72 mph. Where do they meet?
That’s your problem.
And what’s yours, you dork?
(Note: the above post was meant to be a joke. I left off the smiley by accident. Here it is: 
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All right, so maybe it was just a lame remark. Sorry.
You know what your problem is, Scribble? You can’t leave well enough alone. You make a joke, everyone sees it and understands it, but you aren’t convinced. Oh no, you have to make 52 supplemental posts in order to make yourself feel better. That’s just lame. Fix that. Lighten up, big dog. Don’t take yourself so seriously.
And my problem is?
Your problem is that you really like to exaggerate. I mean, really now. Fifty two posts? Fifty two posts?! All I did was post twice more–where did those 50 other posts come from? From your deluded, demented, hyperbole-lovin’ brain, that’s where! Get a grip on reality and start being honest with yourself and others about the world around you. Maybe you’ll make some friends, find a decent job, get a life. That’ll make you less of a pain to the rest of us.
So what’s my problem?
Whats your problem ?
Best described as your being an Anal Retentive Point Misser w/ Esteem and Courage Issues.
Rather than focusing on the genuine insight in the analysis Mr B gave you you get all defensive , mutter and moan and take a whole four minutes to decide :
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You’re kidding no-one. We all know he’s right. You lacked the courage of your conviction at 0740. Pussy
Well here’s the thread killer because there is no answer to this one :
So what’s my problem ?
Your problem is that you’re an arrogant bastard. There’s no answer to the question, “What’s my problem?” You genuinely think you’re God’s gift to the planet? That there’s nothing whatsoever wrong with you, at all, not even the slightest flaw? AFAIK, there has never been anyone in all of human history who has truly had no problem.
And what’s my problem, pray tell?
Scribble, your problem is your choice of locations. The reason your posts say nothing and you use archaic expressions is that you live “Nowhere interesting”. Move to Dayton, or Branson, or Hotterville and get yourself some sort of personality!
Now I dare anyone to find a problem with me!
Your problem, Odinoneeye, is that your always daring people. Trying to live vicariously through others actions while you sit safely at your little keyborad tap-tap-tapping wonders what Flamsterette_X might be doing away your life in a feeble attempt to experience something that resembles a life. [finger and thumb on forehead] LOSER [/finger and thumb on forehead]
Pick from the list of the many problems I have