Welcome to the Unforeseen Consequences of Being a Master of Excuses

As a Master of Excuses, I've found myself in a pickle. Literally. I was trying to cook a frozen pizza, but I had to unfreeze it first.

But, as it turns out, defrosting a pizza is not as simple as it seems. Now I'm stuck in an endless loop of excuse cycles, trying to figure out why my pizza is still frozen solid.

On the other hand, I've also discovered that being a Master of Excuses has some unforeseen benefits. Like being able to eat an entire pizza by myself without anyone judging me.

But don't just take my word for it. Read about the expert testimonies of my fellow excuse masters.