Excuse #34

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Part 3 of the 3 part series

Updated 03/11/2021
Created 12/18/2007
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My dogs ate my underwear.
It’s the truth I swear.
I would have worn panties,
But they are ruined, damn beasties.
So here I am all squirming about,
Till, it’s not my fault, I want to shout.
My pants are rubbing in a way,
That is teasing me all day.
And just my luck I fear,
That my mom’s words to my ear,
Will be proved at last so terribly right.
That I will be hit by a bus on my way home tonight.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago
And there are at least 32 more!

Reminds me of the famous silly "the dog ate my homework" (what about a list of excuses to being late to work!). Fun and sexy at the same time. Can't ask for more. And now for the rest; I am serious!

LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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Mom's words always come back to haunt us, as we can see in this fun piece. Dedicate this to Britney Spears, to give her something new to contemplate.

AmyfriendAmyfriendover 16 years ago
Very funny.

I'd love to read all the other excuses. There must be some British blood in you somewhere. Well done.

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