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Originally Posted by dreams
Um.... Well, you see... ummm...
I couldn't study for the test because um.. some dog ate my homework..
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But...but...but...we thought you
wanted us to eat your homework! I mean, why else did you slather it with peanut butter? Of course, there was also that report about that one author (what's his name again?) that I saw on your desk. Look, I just suddenly had an urge to see what you had written on the first page. And reading sometimes makes me hungry. Then there was that bit on the second page where you talked about how hard it was to find food in 19th century London and that kinda made me hungry again. Anyway, I had a
dickens of a time trying to behave! And before I knew it, your study looked like a cross between
Bleak House and
Hard Times. Sorry. But that's just me. What's your excuse, WDE (Who
Did Eat your homework)?