Apologize to someone here.

I'm sorry you're such a shithead. You know who you are.

I'm sorry I didn't get my thing recorded yet to start our thing up yet. Did my workout, came home, realized it was 10, maybe a little late to bump the beats.

Also, sorry I haven't been available to finalize the intro script. Are we doing the robot voice thing? I'll try to be more proactive with shit.

I said some stupid shit around you about other people who didn't deserve it. It makes me look like a gigantic twat every time I open my mouth, but I hope you'll forgive me anyway.

I'm sorry I didn't get to meet you when I was in Minneapolis. I'm sorry I didn't get to meet you when you were in San Francisco. Someday, someday. Maybe the third time's a charm. What are you doing in October?

I'm sorry you still don't get it.

I'm sorry, is this seat taken??

I'm sorry I yell at you so much, but you really need to stop knocking everything off the top of my bookcase.

I still hold a grudge, even though I'm trying to let it go.

I'm sorry I am not going to email you back. I just can't right now, and I know it is the right thing to do.

I was really excited when I got your number a couple of weekends ago at that party, but I never manned up and called you or texted you.

I'll bet you'd have been fun, too. I just didn't have the sack to tell you that I thought you'd mess up my workout schedule. The fact that that's even a factor should tell you that you're pretty glad I didn't.

Sorry, honey. You're hot as crazy monkey sex and I hope you meet Mr. Perfect in the near future.

I am sorry that I laughed my ass off when I heard that you and your girl broke up. I actually feel quite sorry for you.

You sent me a Woo. I never emailed you. You're really adorable, but I've never emailed anyone there. Maybe I'm afraid that emailing you will ruin my offline game. Rejection is nothing. Rejection from an internet girl, though? Hmm. I should just man up and ping you.

I'm sorry I maligned your city. But, holy fuck, it's cold there. Every single day I freeze my ass off at lunch. And the douchebags, tranny whores, and hipsters... I love your city, but I'm really glad I don't live there. I'll come visit, and we'll have burritos on the Mission or something.

I'm sorry you caught me looking at your chest.

I'm sorry for the blushing and lack of follow through when you stepped to me.

I was unmanly that day.

Try that shit again. I double dare you.

I am sorry I went without contacting you for several months, but you sort of disappeared off my radar and I found you a little off putting. You were fun to watch movies with, and I enjoyed teaching you how to dance, but never drive me in a car again.

I'm sorry about that time you got diarrhea and I laughed at you. And I am sorry for bringing it up again here.

You're the second person who tried to get me to dance at your bachelorette party. I had a big thing for your sister and you were really trying hard to set me up. I was chicken. Had I realized how much fun it was (I said yes to the third person who convinced me), I'd have done it and we'd have all had a blast. You couldn't have been more overt or fierce if you'd have tried. I didn't think I was a good enough dancer. Boy, was I wrong.

I'm sorry I never saw you again, before you died, Grandma. :(

Remember when I punched you in the face because you called my friend a faggot? Yeah, I'm totally not sorry about that. I'm just sorry I couldn't make you understand why it's not cool. I hear you're still calling people that.

I am really sorry that I hate the jacket you bought me so much that I mock it in front of my friends.. It is such a hassle to go return these things and I told you not to buy me clothing, but I guess I still love you and appreciate what you do for me. Now get me my cake recipe like you promised.

I am sorry we did not get to spend any time together before you leave the country. Maybe I will be in Paris someday, but I doubt that you will really care to see me there since you never really had much affinity for me while you were here either.

@dance little lady: <hug /> I know the feeling. There are several people I have that apology for.

I'm sorry for not being a better daughter and holding a grudge for no reason. I'm sorry for all the cruel things I said to you. I should have told you that I loved you more often. Should have told you how much I appreciated all of the wonderful things you did for me and Colin. Should have thanked you for never missing a softball game, school play, school concert, etc. I should have at least hugged you that afternoon, had I known it would be the last time that I'd see you. I love you.

@J2: I don't know you, kid, but sometimes you just gotta get all the apologies done at once. I'm sore from working out. I gets weird when I'm sore from working out. Working out throwing big heavy weights over my head, doing pullups, and fighting ninjas.

You owe me 50 pushups.

He is also sore from having a kettle bell shoved up his ass. Those things can make your butthole pretty large. Hence the diarrhea complaints.

I'm not whining. I've got nothing at all to whine about. Just apologizing for stuff. Some of it's 20 years old.

Secretly, I just wanted a topic that had more than 2 comments in it for a change.

Tomorrow, it's about the strut. Now, it's about the sleep.

(00:19. Get your naked ass in bed, Osteocephalic, you little bitch.)

I'm sorry I suggested one of your nieces would grow up to be a prostitute. It was funnier in my head.

Sorry I called you a fucking pussy. I guess it'd be less douchey coming from someone you know much better. =/

Sorry I signed off so fast last night, I had to go whine to my boyfriend and get some irl attention because I was feeling way sorry for myself.