10 Excuses for Breaking Mom’s Vase
Here are 10 humorous excuses for accidentally breaking your mom’s vase.
Image via Wikipedia
Be careful! Don’t drop the vase. Oops, it accidentally fell out of your hands. Mom is going to be really angry when she gets home. Here are ten excuses for accidentally breaking your mom’s vase:
1. I was briefly possessed by a being that made my whole body stay completely still. Unfortunately, I had no strength left to hold the vase.
2. The dog knocked into the table and made the vase drop. Blame it on Bowser. Bad Bowser.
3. We had a brief shaking in the ground. I think it was one of those ten second earthquakes.
4. I tripped over a piece of lint and knocked into the vase. That piece of lint was enormous.
5. I was dreaming of the great birthday present that I was going to give you. I absentmindedly knocked into the vase. I’m sorry.
6. I discovered that your vase is not original. I read this online. I got so mad about this that I broke the vase in a million pieces. Mom, you bought a fake.
7. It was a ghost that broke your vase. I summoned my courage and got rid of the ghost. You should be proud of me.
8. A huge spider went on top of the vase and shook it all up. As you can see, the spider caused the problem. Good news! I killed the spider.
9. My Teddy Bear left my room and got angry with me. He was upset that I was ignoring him. He threw down your vase in disgust. I put Teddy in time out.
10. It’s all my fault. I didn’t mean to drop your vase. It was an accident. It will never happen again. Actually, the truth of the matter is that a stranger entered our house and was about to steal our things. I bravely confronted the thief but in the process the thief dropped your vase. I ought to be a hero for saving the day.
Liked it














5 Comments
Naughty Steven!
Hmmmm…I live in earthquake country. #3 would work here…as a matter of fact…maybe it is time to requestion my kids about the vase they broke 30 yrs ago.
I kinda like the massive piece of lint theory. If I were a mom, I think creativity would count for something!
The excuse with a fake vase was my favorite.
We always blamed it on the dog. One time, though, it actually was the dog. Mom still didn’t beleive us.