Some are cheerful, some gloomy, serious or naive, but 'm naturally guilty. No matter what I do or don't do, it always seems like I am to blame.

Then there are people who are rude, inconsiderate and insensitive. It seems only fair that I should apologise on their behalf.

Enter your accusation:



 
I am a psychopath, why! Sorry 72560:
Oh lord! That I could cause such suffering! I'm truly ashamed.
Why am I still alive Sorry 72559:
Sorry about that.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72558:
How clumsy. My apologies.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72557:
Excuse me. Pardon me.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72556:
Can you ever forgive me? I'm sorry.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72555:
Pardon me.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72554:
How could that happen? I apologise.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72553:
Indeed. This was my fault and I would like to apologise.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72552:
I am deeply ashamed and would like to offer my apologies.
''dr peter perrotta red tail baboon'' Sorry 72551:
Woe is me. I regret that so very much!
     
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