How we excuse ourselves when we wrong others says a lot about the kind of people we are, what we value, what we think, how we feel, and the respect we have for others feelings. A simple word – like pardon – can go a long way.
prdon me mam but is this seat takin?. why no sir it’s not, well thankyou, indeed sir, beg your pardon but may i ask what ur reading, oh its stephen kings new book. why that awsome, im a big stephen kings fan. well would yo ulike me to tell you about it. why yes i would love that.
To pardon someone for a mistake is divine. revenge never achieved anything good. but by pardoning you make the person feel guilty for his mistake and aloows him a chance to repent
“I beg your pardon,” played on the radio. It was above her head, on the shelf. She washed her body in the tub. She wanted to be clean for when they found her.
“Such a beautiful song,” she said, singing softly to herself.
She pulled on the cord and it fell, spalshing into the water. She smiled as the waves of electricity flowed through her body.
Pardon the expression, but I beg your pardon doesn’t mean anything anymore. It’s never used. There are still other pardons, from the warden, from a life sentence, alone, but begging for pardon just doesn’t happen.
pardon moi? i dun how else to say i dont really want to hear you. but it seems i have to anyway. an act of sarcasm? or nonchalence. the latter. i dont want to hear. remember?
pardon my hard-on
when i saw you in the garden
i thought of martyrdom
as i lit the candles that burn like my unrequited love for you…
…
maybe it’s best if i go
pardon me for not knowing
pardon me for not trying
pardon us for not saying
pardon me for keep going
i didnt understand
i didnt think it out
all i know is that it’s done
and a pardon will not do
pardon is such a simple word
yet … as much as it is used
you dont make it do much good
Something you say when trying to be polite. A way of excusing yourself. A way of asking someone to repeat themselves when you don’t understand something.
it was a grey dAY, ALL SOUNDS AND STORIES SEEMED TO FADE AND THERE WAS NOTHING THAT ANYBODY COULD STRESS THAT WOULD CAUSE THE DAY TO LIFT. pARDON SAID THE LITTLE BOY, I BEG YOUR PARDON, IS THIS A FISH. oF COURSE IT IS A FISH SAID THE DRAGON
pardon me , pardon my fucking name lets go fuck the pope an all of his elves. I hate the land of the free because the fredom is a cage, dance dance dance.pardon the fuck out of me, pardon my wings.
saying sorry. is it the hardest thing in the world to say? i would think so as it’s a kind of bruise to the ego, admitting you’re wrong. you must be pretty secure in yourself to admit that.
i feel like there is more than one meaning for the word “pardon,” but i couldn’t tell you. i will look it up after i write this though, for my own peace of mind. when people ask for your pardon, they usually ask you to excuse them for something. it could be for physical space,or something else that warrants an excuse.
there is no way in which I Could pardon you for what you have done. Perhaps it is ebcause it was so terrible, perhaps it was ebcause you betrayed me. IT does not matter, things are the way they are, and there is nothing stopping it now.
I dont care about that now. I dont care about anything now.
Next time you think you should. Dont.
Life is hard enough as it is.
Well, I guess it was bound to happen. “Pardon” She spoke as she walked past me on the train… Her hair, he scent, Ill never forget it. She doesnt know me, and Ill never know her… Somehow, Ill find a way to make her see me…
pardon me have you seen my dog?
pardon the prisoner. he didn’t mean to do it.
grant me this one wish. this one pardon.
be kind and turn away from your past.
let me buy your soul with this money, so you will turn and no longer make the same mistakes.
we should have it in our hearts to pardon those who have wronged us, for they have done so not knowing what they’ve done. pardoning someone is the most that a human can do in his life and feel satisfied.
Pardon my intrusion sir, but there is a Ms. Agmire at the door. The gray man stood gently and walked into the foyer. A young brunette with a red velvet cape stood frightened by the door. Wringing her hands and waiting. Waiting for something.
I beg your pardon? I pardon you from your behaviour! I will give you a death row pardon… I just farted. Par… done? No. ParDon? A Don who’s good at golf and is on Par? I don’t know. Will you please pardon this attempt? I give up, pardon me!
i beg ya pardon fools wating crack on rosted shitz fukin american civilizattion based on fukin monopoly -full of shit faced mothafakaz ,fukin capitalists pretending that they are not!one brown shit goes
Pardon is about forgiving. From the simple, “pardon me” to pardoning a prisoner who has been set free. I myself struggling with pardoning. I want to pardon her, I want to forgiver her, but how do I do that without opening myself up to her abuse again? How do we truly pardon without fear? I want to learn. Pardoning is about grace, and I’ve never understood much about grace. I wish I did.
me i was waiting for a train. is that your bag? asked the station master. yes it is it’s a beauty. It is he agreed you want to sell it, how much i pounce
i was sorry to find out the afro on the man was still there so i said sorry to him after drinking many beers will my friend. so we went to him and said a heartfelt sorry before vomiting all over him. hahaha, serves him right for having an afro.
pardon is the one word we mostly think does not exist, we do anything not to use it, because we think it is belittling ourselves. It takes pride to let go of your pride, and just let it out of
I dialed the number and the salesclerk responded, but I could not understand what she said. “Pardon?”, I said
How we excuse ourselves when we wrong others says a lot about the kind of people we are, what we value, what we think, how we feel, and the respect we have for others feelings. A simple word – like pardon – can go a long way.
prdon me mam but is this seat takin?. why no sir it’s not, well thankyou, indeed sir, beg your pardon but may i ask what ur reading, oh its stephen kings new book. why that awsome, im a big stephen kings fan. well would yo ulike me to tell you about it. why yes i would love that.
To pardon someone for a mistake is divine. revenge never achieved anything good. but by pardoning you make the person feel guilty for his mistake and aloows him a chance to repent
“I beg your pardon,” played on the radio. It was above her head, on the shelf. She washed her body in the tub. She wanted to be clean for when they found her.
“Such a beautiful song,” she said, singing softly to herself.
She pulled on the cord and it fell, spalshing into the water. She smiled as the waves of electricity flowed through her body.
“I beg your pardon,” played in the next room.
I’ve already written on the pardon topic. I would prefer to pardon pardon from this exercise. Pardon me, I’m finished here for the day. Goodbye.
Pardon the expression, but I beg your pardon doesn’t mean anything anymore. It’s never used. There are still other pardons, from the warden, from a life sentence, alone, but begging for pardon just doesn’t happen.
Pardon me, I’m terribly sorry, you must excuse me, I’m lost and I’m desperately seeking some company, can you oblige some time?
– Pardon? Hello? Is there anybody there? –
I don’t think he can hear me… excuse me, can you stick with me?
pardon moi? i dun how else to say i dont really want to hear you. but it seems i have to anyway. an act of sarcasm? or nonchalence. the latter. i dont want to hear. remember?
pardon me and my pardon,
as I bumble through a crowded room,
me and my hum,
as I stumble to my tomb,
exuse me? what do you mean? look out bub. suck me off. fuck you. you suck. move. leave. what did you say?
pardon my hard-on
when i saw you in the garden
i thought of martyrdom
as i lit the candles that burn like my unrequited love for you…
…
maybe it’s best if i go
pardon me for not knowing
pardon me for not trying
pardon us for not saying
pardon me for keep going
i didnt understand
i didnt think it out
all i know is that it’s done
and a pardon will not do
pardon is such a simple word
yet … as much as it is used
you dont make it do much good
Something you say when trying to be polite. A way of excusing yourself. A way of asking someone to repeat themselves when you don’t understand something.
it was a grey dAY, ALL SOUNDS AND STORIES SEEMED TO FADE AND THERE WAS NOTHING THAT ANYBODY COULD STRESS THAT WOULD CAUSE THE DAY TO LIFT. pARDON SAID THE LITTLE BOY, I BEG YOUR PARDON, IS THIS A FISH. oF COURSE IT IS A FISH SAID THE DRAGON
pardon me , pardon my fucking name lets go fuck the pope an all of his elves. I hate the land of the free because the fredom is a cage, dance dance dance.pardon the fuck out of me, pardon my wings.
saying sorry. is it the hardest thing in the world to say? i would think so as it’s a kind of bruise to the ego, admitting you’re wrong. you must be pretty secure in yourself to admit that.
i feel like there is more than one meaning for the word “pardon,” but i couldn’t tell you. i will look it up after i write this though, for my own peace of mind. when people ask for your pardon, they usually ask you to excuse them for something. it could be for physical space,or something else that warrants an excuse.
there is no way in which I Could pardon you for what you have done. Perhaps it is ebcause it was so terrible, perhaps it was ebcause you betrayed me. IT does not matter, things are the way they are, and there is nothing stopping it now.
I dont care about that now. I dont care about anything now.
Next time you think you should. Dont.
Life is hard enough as it is.
Well, I guess it was bound to happen. “Pardon” She spoke as she walked past me on the train… Her hair, he scent, Ill never forget it. She doesnt know me, and Ill never know her… Somehow, Ill find a way to make her see me…
pardon me have you seen my dog?
pardon the prisoner. he didn’t mean to do it.
grant me this one wish. this one pardon.
be kind and turn away from your past.
let me buy your soul with this money, so you will turn and no longer make the same mistakes.
we should have it in our hearts to pardon those who have wronged us, for they have done so not knowing what they’ve done. pardoning someone is the most that a human can do in his life and feel satisfied.
pardon me? well i should think so I mean what kind of person would say that kind of thing to a poor pirate girl with one leg and no hands?
How does she use chopsticks!!!??
welll if that isnt the most insesiti..dont interupt me with more jokes about how she cant wear bangles or rings thats just plain mean!!
And besides, its not as if she can give you the finger is it?
Pardon my intrusion sir, but there is a Ms. Agmire at the door. The gray man stood gently and walked into the foyer. A young brunette with a red velvet cape stood frightened by the door. Wringing her hands and waiting. Waiting for something.
Pardon me! I didn’t mean to bump in to you!
le pardon vient de l’amour, le fait de comprendre pourquoi l’autre agit ainsi. pardonner
le pardon vient de l’amour, le fait de comprendre pourquoi l’autre agit ainsi. pardonner
le pardon vient de l’amour, le fait de comprendre pourquoi l’autre agit ainsi. pardonner
I beg your pardon? I pardon you from your behaviour! I will give you a death row pardon… I just farted. Par… done? No. ParDon? A Don who’s good at golf and is on Par? I don’t know. Will you please pardon this attempt? I give up, pardon me!
criminal
for the past crimes
i beg ya pardon fools wating crack on rosted shitz fukin american civilizattion based on fukin monopoly -full of shit faced mothafakaz ,fukin capitalists pretending that they are not!one brown shit goes
Pardon is about forgiving. From the simple, “pardon me” to pardoning a prisoner who has been set free. I myself struggling with pardoning. I want to pardon her, I want to forgiver her, but how do I do that without opening myself up to her abuse again? How do we truly pardon without fear? I want to learn. Pardoning is about grace, and I’ve never understood much about grace. I wish I did.
to pardon is to beg an apology for a burp. everything else is details.
me i was waiting for a train. is that your bag? asked the station master. yes it is it’s a beauty. It is he agreed you want to sell it, how much i pounce
i was sorry to find out the afro on the man was still there so i said sorry to him after drinking many beers will my friend. so we went to him and said a heartfelt sorry before vomiting all over him. hahaha, serves him right for having an afro.
Pardon me i can’t believe that at all ,why will that ever come into view? what is that all about? Pardon me!
apology, excuse me, sorry about that, thank you, release from jail
finaleeeee ohooohoohoo
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pardon is the one word we mostly think does not exist, we do anything not to use it, because we think it is belittling ourselves. It takes pride to let go of your pride, and just let it out of
wicked lies haunted his night
years he had waited to say one word
only one
years of sleepless nights
words forming in his mind
…
one will be left
‘Pardon’