I have a problem, I mean I have many problems but I just came to the realization of this particular problem. It's a sea food problem, anytime I see food, I eat no matter who it belongs to.
Talking about problems, maybe if I start to embrace my problems, they'll leave me like everyone I've loved in the past. You know I think the world would be a better place if people had more problems than they can handle so they'd be too busy with their life threatening problems to put their nose in other people's business, wouldn't you agree?
Most of problems comes from not having money, I can guarantee 90% of my problems would be gone if I was really rich, the remaining 10% would be my family and quite frankly, I'm not ready to get rid of them, at least not yet.
People say you can be extremely wealthy and still be sad and a popular joke would be, "have you any seen anybody cry in a Lamborghini before?", what they don't tell you is that the Lamborghini owners ran over their problems, thats what make them happy, I know I would be.
Problems are like the Hydra, when you solve one, two appear out of no where. For instance, say you kill someone, one problem solved, now you have to burn the body and make it back to church just in time to say grace, two more problems.
What if I told you I have a solution to all your problems and it doesn't involve having plenty money, all you just need is a stool, a tall tree with an extended branch and rope strong enough to hold the weight. That last joke kills so if you didn't get it, its not my fault.
No @diikan, ignoring your problems doesn't make them go away. I've tried so much to ignore @dianelson but she's still here!!! she's still here.
Girlfriends are problems, if you want to live a happy life, do not, I repeat, do not have a girlfriend, all they do is take up space and cry about things that don't make sense like shoes and bags. I was about to make a period joke but it was really cramping my style.
My biggest problem right now is figuring if the chicken came before the egg or did the egg come before the kitchen, sorry chicken, all this talk of chickens and egg is making me hungry. Who cares which came first, both are ending up in my plate tonight.