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Post by zemalia on Feb 22, 2007 23:53:41 GMT -5
I love this game. It was introduced to me on a bus ride to see Wicked. I found out I'm also very good at explaining things that make no sense.
Anyways, here's how you play. The first person to post, me, says "I have a problem: __________". Next person says "I have a solution: ________". Usually the solution has very little to do with the problem. Last person to post has to connect the solution and problem. Let's have an example, shall we?
I have a problem: My light went out.
I have a solution: Get a wheel of cheese.
I have an explanation: If you purchase a large wheel of cheese and roll it down a hill into your house and make a large dent in the side of it, there will be a hole in your house so that light can come through and therefore you will not need a light bulb anymore.
See, its fun! So, I'll start.
I have a problem: My spoon is too big.
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Post by moroiiangel on Feb 25, 2007 10:06:35 GMT -5
I have a solution: Buy a car.
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Nuklearlad
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Post by Nuklearlad on Feb 26, 2007 13:06:51 GMT -5
Now run over your spoon with your car 6 or 7 times until it crumples or bends under the weight of your car. Have a friend claim the spoon is his and sue you for damages, plead guilty and have your insurance buy you a new, smaller spoon.
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Post by rabidusfossor on Feb 26, 2007 20:01:36 GMT -5
I have a problem: My fridge door broke off.
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Post by zemalia on Feb 26, 2007 22:35:54 GMT -5
I have a solution: Buy the Atlantic Ocean
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Post by pleadingvirtue on Feb 27, 2007 19:53:27 GMT -5
I have an explanation: Refuse to allow ships to cross your ocean unless they pay you in refrigerators. If you catch anyone near your ocean, or using your water, sue them for refrigerators until you have a vast collection. Then throw away your broken one, because if you keep it the heat will fill it and bacteria will multiply like crazy. In fact, throw the damn thing into your ocean. Or use it as a boat, and float in the ocean. Seriously, it could work. Then sail your entire ocean.
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Nuklearlad
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Post by Nuklearlad on Feb 27, 2007 20:29:03 GMT -5
I have a problem: Hollywood keeps making bad movies
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Post by rabidusfossor on Feb 28, 2007 12:31:18 GMT -5
I have a solution: Eat the eraser off the ends of pencils.
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Post by zemalia on Feb 28, 2007 15:24:15 GMT -5
I have an explanation: By eating the eraser ends off pencils you will be left with empty space in which you can put anthrax. Buy new erasers, put them back on, and mail the pencils to Hollywood's finest. And then they were no more...
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Post by pleadingvirtue on Feb 28, 2007 21:15:44 GMT -5
I have a problem: I think I'm getting Carpal Tunnel.
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Nuklearlad
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I'm deep, in a "what the heck is he thinking?" kind of way
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Post by Nuklearlad on Feb 28, 2007 23:31:29 GMT -5
I have a solution: Kill a Hobo
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Post by rabidusfossor on Feb 28, 2007 23:46:03 GMT -5
AWW! Too easy!
Kill the hobo and take the limbs you need in order to replace your own. There are thousands of surgeons who would do that surgery/experimentation for you!
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Post by moroiiangel on Mar 1, 2007 18:49:40 GMT -5
I have a Problem: the snow is freezing over.
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Post by zemalia on Mar 1, 2007 19:42:55 GMT -5
I have a solution: Eat cheese and crackers
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Nuklearlad
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Post by Nuklearlad on Mar 1, 2007 23:01:35 GMT -5
I have an explanation: Ok are you eating cheese and crackers? Good. No don't stop, keep eating. More. More. MORE. Don't stop till I say!
***Three days later***
Ah, I see you now weigh just short of a metric ton... excellent. Now, collect the blubber from your love handles and use it to burn many an oil lamp and defrost the snow.
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Post by CoffeeCrisp on Mar 2, 2007 9:45:59 GMT -5
... that was disgusting, Lad. Just so you know.
I was right about to eat breakfast, too.
I have a problem: Nuklearlad says gross things.
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Post by rabidusfossor on Mar 2, 2007 11:44:17 GMT -5
I have a solution: Steal a Military Satellite.
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Post by zemalia on Mar 12, 2007 12:02:01 GMT -5
I have a solution: Use the military satellite to watch his every move. If he says something gross, use the laser, which you have conveniently installed on the stolen satellite, to zap him. Eventually he'll get the idea that saying gross things causes him pain and he will just stop saying them.
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Nuklearlad
Black Mail Artist
I'm deep, in a "what the heck is he thinking?" kind of way
Posts: 141
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Post by Nuklearlad on Mar 12, 2007 23:00:09 GMT -5
I have a problem: I keep getting a mysterious electric shock whenever I say gross things.
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Post by pleadingvirtue on Mar 13, 2007 8:37:55 GMT -5
I have a solution: Kidnap a panda.
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