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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Animal magic.Not mine, but given by a pal who's life was cut short last year by a twat of a 17 year old who was driving without having taking his test.
Mate walks into class late, and declares there was a horse loose on the road. He elaborated the story, and the teacher accepted the excuse.
Rest in peace AJ. *sheds tear for dead friend and sharpens axe for twatty outh*
(, Thu 28 Jun 2007, 18:07, Reply)
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