What's my excuse? There are no excuses. Otherwise I'd make an excuse. I'd love to say that I don't have the time or the talent, but I would never say that. My computer battery is dead so I don't have access to my files. But there are no excuses. My dog died right after he ate my homework. He died because I ran over him with my car, which consequently had to be taken to the shop and I left my other copy of the homework in the car. My mother whom I made read my homework, was very fond of the dog and fell into a coma upon hearing of the dogs death. What else can I do? I know one thing I can do. I'm not making excuses.

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