Monday, November 10, 2008, 11:17 PM
I Didn’t Do My Homework Because…It's written on a page of loose leaf, three-ring paper.
I didn’t do my history homework because I don’t believe in dwelling on the past.
I didn’t want the other kids in the class to look bad.
I sudden gust of wind blew it out of my hand and I never saw it again.
Another pupil fell in the lake and I jumped in to rescue him. Unfortunately, my homework drowned.
Our furnace broke and we had to burn it to keep ourselves from freezing.
I’m not at liberty to say why.
I wanted to frame the detention letter you are about to give me.
It was destroyed in a freak accident involving a hippo, a toaster and a bag of frozen peas. You don’t want to know the details.
I have a solar powered calculator and it was cloudy.
My mom used it as a dryer sheet.
My agent won’t allow me to publish my homework until the movie deal is final.
I lost it fighting the kid who said you weren’t the best teacher I school.
I was abducted by green-skinned, three-eyed, pig-snouted space aliens and they incinerated my homework with their death rays.
I felt it wasn’t challenging enough.
My parents were sick, and unable to do my homework last night. Don’t worry, they have been punished.
We had homework?!
I see you lips moving, but all I hear is “blah, blah, blah.”
I didn’t want to add to your already heavy workload.
I spent the night at a rally supporting higher pay for our hard-working teachers.