I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m so sorry! I am a fail at life. I’m sorry! I didn’t post yesterday, and I’m really sorry! I wonder what excuse I could possibly have to make it all okay ……..
(you can see where this is going can’t you …)
The Alpacas ate my house.
And my computer. And my head. I am typing this to you from the afterlife. Elvis says hi.
I was on a secret mission for the Llamarmy.
I went to
Belarus and gathered secret intelligence on Charles, a minion of the Alpacalypse. Spit happened. Highly classified.
The TARDIS came to my house.
I’ve really been missing for 6 months. I would have posted yesterday but someone can’t land on the right day. Ever.
I was kidnapped by giant spiders.
They nearly ate me, but I was able to escape by the cunning method of using feather dusters to tickle them until they went to sleep. As everyone knows, giant spiders are extremely ticklish.
I punched Sherlock Holmes in the face.
Somehow I ended up at 221b Baker Street, just in time to help Sherlock and John solve a top-secret case. Oh okay, I’ll tell you. It was the Case of the
Strange Bumblebees . .. Anyway, Sherlock was looking a hot as usual, and even more annoying than usual (if that’s possible) so I ended up punching him in the face ……… Well, it was nice meeting them.
Well, that’s what I did with my day! How about you? Feel free to pick your favourite excuse. Now, just to finish off, I’m thinking of taking French, German, History and Further Additional Science (or FASSSS, as I’ve decided to call it) for GCSE. Just in case anyone wants to know about my life ;).
Anyway, have fun!