Why I was late"On the way to the station, I got hit by a bat, it almost took my head clean off. Then the machine would not accept my ticket and the guy at the gate didn't think I looked like the photo on my travel card. So I had to go home and get my passport.
Then the train was 45 minutes late to the station because of the dangerous badger threat at Carpenters Park.
When I was on the train it took and hour and a half to get past the biscuit factory because the driver was really fat.
Then there was a delay stopping at the station because the train in front had heard we were coming and decided to play a practical joke with a rubber shoe on the track.
That is why I couldn't get here on time today."
What's your best excuse?
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chthonic, Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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ClaireI was once seeing a student by the name of Claire. This one in fact:
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And it was our first proper date since losing her cherry. I was supposed to pick her up around 8 and then off to dinner and a club. Only flaw in the plan was that I had to pass the pub to get to hers. So, on nearing the pub I thought I'd pop in for a quick one before meeting her but found the pub full of my mates. Well, one thing led to another and before I knew it, it was 1am and I was pissed as a rat. Claire was going to be mega-pissed off.
Then a bright idea. I'd take her a present. All girls like presents and she'd probably forgive me.
So that's how I ended up in Claires flat with blood sheeting down my hands where I'd cut them, clutching a sapling I'd ripped out of the ground.
Cheers
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Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Thu 28 Jun 2007, 13:00,
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