Welcome to America.
During recess, there is NO running allowed.
Someone might get hurt.
Do NOT play tag games.
Keep your hands to yourself.
If you play dodge ball you’re going to the office.
Did you just keep score? How dare you.
Someone might cry. Stop that.
Stop fidgeting around your chair or we’ll medicate you. And NO, there is NO running allowed. Sit down!
Color INSIDE the lines. Period. NO exceptions.
If you’re uncomfortable, take a break. Stop.
You’re too busy with your school work. You can’t get a job. There is not enough time in the day. You need to keep your grades up and if you work once a week that will certainly be THE thing sending your grades in the gutter.
I’m not fat, I just have big bones.
I’m in debt because of Obama. Everyone in college and without a job should be driving a tricked our BMW. Duh!
There is nothing wrong with spending hours on facebook. The important stuff can get done tomorrow, next week or next month.
Whatever works for you, I’m cool with that.
My Mom never woke me up, which is why I’m late, which is also why I never eat breakfast and also why I buy the school lunch. There’s never anything to eat in my house.
Something is wrong with my knee.
Did you ice it?
I went running though.
You went running while your knee was hurting?
So your knee isn’t hurt anymore?
It only hurts when I bend my leg or when I walk or run. If I sit down I’m fine. But after I sit down for a while it starts to hurt. But I’m fine.
I can’t believe your Mom…… Your Mom is soooooo ridiculous for not packing your lunch, making your breakfast and organizing your schedule for you.
You’re the future of America but don’t sweat it, hard work is soooooo last year.
I can’t believe that teacher gave you homework this weekend. Homework on a weekend. Don’t teachers know that the weekend means NO work!?!
Yes, I know, the ref ripped you off, that’s why you lost the match. Those damn refs, always ripping kids off.
Take a week off and rest. F**k that hard work stuff.
This weekend is partaaaaay time!
I can’t wait to get buzzed. Bring dat Corona, yo!
I can’t believe we lost that Football game.
We worked out all summer. That’s like 8 weeks of training, Dude. I do 20 push ups EVERY DAMN DAY!
Do you even lift, bro?
Yea, I work out, bro. Retro. Where do you train?
How much can you leg press?
Dude, it’s 3 am, stop texting me, I need to go to sleep. Meet me at Dunkin Donuts tomorrow morning?
Bro, we have home room at 7:30! ha ha
So what, I’m tired. Besides, we get up to 10 excused lates.
I need some coffee in the morning and one of those blueberry bagels, they are awesome.
True dat, I’m gonna get some munchkins! BOOM!
Alright, yo, peace out.
I need a job but nobody wants to give me a job.
I don’t even know if I’m gonna play Football this year.
The Coach gave me spot away to Johnny. He’s a dick. I wanted that spot.
I’m having a bad day today. Shit is killin’ me yo. My girlfriend is mad at me. She texted me 72 times today telling me that she hates how I go to the gym 2 x week.
I don’t even wanna work out. I can’t work out.
I hurt my hand when I hit the Volleyball in gym class so the school nurse said to take 2 weeks off.
My Mom said the same.
Today I ate fruity pebbles for breakfast.
At lunch I ate the chicken fingers and some orange drink. The lunch lady wasn’t looking so I didn’t even pay! ha!
No, I didn’t have time to eat after school.
I was at my friend’s house.
Oh wait, I had some taco sandwich from WAWA and now my stomach is killing me.
So I ate a protein bar.
Yea. I was gonna do that but my schedule doesn’t fit.
Besides, I’m doing 6 minute abs everyday. I saw that on youtube.
I don’t know why I don’t feel good. I have no energy anymore.
It was that sandwich I ate.
That workout wasn’t even hard. It musta been that sandwich I ate 3 days ago.
Obama made me eat it and My Mom never packed my lunch.
I would ride my bike to 7-11 and buy eggs but those eggs are like 3 dollars and it’ll take me 5 minutes to ride my bike there.
I can’t believe Johnny’s joining the Army, he’s an idiot. They’re gonna make him run n’ shit.
My teacher sucks. She told me I could do better on my report. Who cares!?
Bottom Line: Don’t be spoiled. You’re NOT entitled to jack shyt. Work your ass off. Outwork everyone else and EARN everything. Be honest and don’t steal from people. Work your ass off.
There are NO excuses except for the excuse we fabricate in our own head. I am even guilty of this sometimes myself, but I’ll be damned if I fall in line with the rest of the complainers, blamers and excuse makers.
Step UP! For those who don’t step up and make a bunch of BS excuses, don’t forget, your life is your fault, good or bad, all responsibility lies on your shoulders.
If it is important, you will find a way.
If not, you will find an excuse.