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Just let's get this straight. There can be no excuses. Ever.

Erm...

Because I don't ever make excuses for meslef - unless I'm really sorry about something - and I don't expect you to make excuses for me.

So if I did that, essentially I'd be you, you'd be me, and neither of us would have a clue what the other was talking about.

So it's probably best just forgotten isnit.

Sorry - I'll start again....

Nah, forget it.

Can't be arsed.

Shuttlecock.

Sorry about SKOOB ranting, I fell through the ceiling with an arm full of Fruit Bats and the Snow Leopard started running amok. Mrs S dont know about the bats and starts chasing SKOOB and I round the kitchen with the rolling pin.

I make it to the garden shed and lock the door, forgot all about SKOOB, so he gets a taring from Mrs S. Well, you can understand why he has the hump. Not making excuses. But.


Arm xxxxxxxxxxx

Ah that explains a lot about why he was up late/early this morning

I blame Arm.

I get jealous because the fruit bats love him.

They try to bite me.

Regards

Skoob.