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?
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
"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?
( , Thu 28 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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The early man...
When I was training as a teacher, I was always first person in. This ran out to mean that if people were off sick they'd text me and email me their work.
One sunny Tuesday morning, I receive a MMS from Tom, another NQT.
On it, is a picture of a very fine, very naked woman, in what can only vbe descibed as a post sex doze.
It just said "I can't come in today, because I'd rather come in this..."
( , Fri 29 Jun 2007, 8:45, Reply)
When I was training as a teacher, I was always first person in. This ran out to mean that if people were off sick they'd text me and email me their work.
One sunny Tuesday morning, I receive a MMS from Tom, another NQT.
On it, is a picture of a very fine, very naked woman, in what can only vbe descibed as a post sex doze.
It just said "I can't come in today, because I'd rather come in this..."
( , Fri 29 Jun 2007, 8:45, Reply)
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