Pardon me for my naivety,my honesty is my weakness…now that is seems we can never be..i hope you find what you seek…paalam mahal(goodbye my love)
RAYMOND
pardon me madam can I pas by, and also pardon me because I am interrupting your sawing session. sawing, what sawing? I just called you to say pardon, nothing important . blablabla pardon me to you are so kind why do you say pardon because it writes so on the top of the page
ahmet ali
excuse me on the subway, forgive me my manipulations. so sorry about all the times i was complaining about the little things. give myself a break when i’m feeling like i’m going crazy.
emz
A presidential pardon has to be one of the least “democratic” inventions built into the executive branch. No one should be above the law, including the President … therefore, how can the President be given the power to decide who is above the law? Well, he/she can’t and shouldn’t.
Michael Casalaina
pardon? what? this word is polite and rather too posh for most of todays society, and is becoming less and less used, i feel strange talking about it now to be honest
Allastair Dodds
pardon me but I think that you’re in my way, but what if I give you a pardon. Do you think the president will pardon my pardon. Pardon me but is that grey pupon that you are smearing on your jellied toast. Pardon the pun, but I think that there is no pun intended. The pardon word
Richard Campbell
This is a word that leaves my mind blank. “Pardon?” It starts to sound like a bird after a few repeats “Pardon? Pardon? Pardon?”
Do people realize how stupid they sound apologizing over and over, prostrating themselves on their knees before some divine god who’s really just a pile of dirt?
Merce
“Pardon me, miss,” He said, a brown fedora in hand.
He replaced it atop his head.
chantiz
Pardon me, good sir. But I seem to have lost my way to the parlour.
Jane sighed. When would a good and hearty gentleman give her that needed smile with the sparkle at the end? She wanted to give her thanks. To get some love.
Sashi
the woman sat, it was a cold and lonely day. as she twirled her finger about the rim of her coffee mug she pondered. her thoughts at this moment…
did i leave the stove on? does jim really love me?
then a woman in an apron said… pardon?
aubrey
please excuse me for being me. pardon those who judge others. we all judge each other but at least we can make a n effort to openly accept each other for who we are. Love one another and enjoy life. pardon yourself, love yourself
johanna
i am sure there are people i need to give the benefit of pardon…sparingly and fully without judgement
penney
Please pardon me, I didn’t know what I was doing. By killing your baby cat, I thought I would extinguish at last your apathy against the world. That intolerance that you have towards anything that comes before and after me. Pardon, I know I don’t deserve it. I really don’t care.
baxter
forgiveness.
pardon however sounds more formal. like forgiveness dressed up in formal outfit. pardon pardon pardonme. par
resh
pardon gives me the impression of colours, because people just give coloured smiles when they want to apologize. This colours might resemble truth or could be just lies. that’s important to know when someone gives excuses to you
Guilherme K. G.
pardon me u motherfucker what the hell is wrong with u for bumping into me u fucking shit hole i should kiill you and your family and the rest of u fucking pepole u shit howl muchter fucker pardon ur mom thats waht is say is pardon ur fucking mom asshole dont u bump into be a gain u ass stain cock knocker fuck u ass
mike hunt
i beg your parden.
ryhmes with..hmm…i’m not sure of which real word it rhymes with. slightly rhymes with fartin’
always reminds me of well mannered, polite folks.
i use it quite a bit when i want someone to repeat something. i probably heard what they said, but i just like to be dramatic.
oz
wow, way to be all proper and english.
this makes me think of crumpets and being all
pip pip tally ho.
wow. im so damn stereotypical.
or some sort of julie andrews movie.
yeah, it makes me think of mary poppins and the sound of music. pardon.
or barbara walters.
which reminds me, i need to get her book.
ivana
Pardon my interuption, but really this is the stupidest website i think ive seen so far, we’ll only because i got the word pardon. if it was something sweet like uh whats a cool word sam?
Sam- Smash?
i like it. id write something way sicker on a word like smash
alex jensen
appologies
so sorry
I beg yours
an indulgence
a wish
commute me
free from bonds of guilt
I’m sorry
so sorry
Andy L
He was awaiting death with an objective calmness that annoyed me. Why the hell dont you get scared or pissed or fucking somethin I asked him. What for he replied. Fuck man your gonna be fuckin dead in about an hour and a half. I know he said. So? I asked again? So are you scared, angry, sorry, remorseful, regretful, what?
You remember when we were kids and we got the news we had to move to a new town, new state, new school everything new? Yeah I remember so what? You remember how you took the news? Yeah I balled like a baby. Right you sure did. But what did I tell ya? I told you it was going to be a bold new adventure and one that would change our universe forever and it would expand our lives. Yeah you said that and you were right but what does that have to do with anything? I am embarking on a new bold adventure in an hour and 20 minutes.
Charlie Stewart
“Pardon me!” shouted the old man. A loud crack had proceeded it. That crack you are wondering? Why the old man had passed wind, right in the middle of the park! How dare he!!! Onlookers started in disbelief.
keyido
If I could get a pardon I could go places where I can’t go now….Pardon ME! Yes that’s it….just pardon me…for all my sins…yeah…like I shouldn’t have tried to cross against the light at that crosswalk….So the cop made me come back and rewalk it…what a dork…what a TAX COLLECTOR…cause that’s all the system is anyway….a way to collect taxes…..
Wade
Pardon is the polite term used to ask someone what they just said. However, it can be used in context for someone to repeat what they have said when you don’t like it. For example Terry could tell me to “Get lost” and I would reply with “Pardon?” ina strong tone to suggest I did not like what they said.
thomas rogers
people always say this word when they’re trying to be polite opr pretend like they didn’t hear somehting when they did. i don’t know why people have to pretend so much in life. its like a rule of politeness and saocils grace when it shouldnt be. when you cant believe something, say i don’t believe it instead of pardon all fancylike. if you make a rude noise dont say pardon, craCK A JOKE chances are at least one person will laugh, and theny oull have another friend instead of someone who thinks your a snob for using wortds like pardon.
nosilas
“Pardon me,” he said as he brushed past, though he sounded less than sincere, hurrying as he was, and I must admit his small gesture did not calm my nerves in any significant way. Pardon me is a cop out, after all.
MasterTonbury
“Pardon me, good sir, but I believe you have my hat.”
“Oh. I am so very sorry. Here you are.” The man handed me my hat and shuffled out of the room.
Beetle
I would ask you for my pardon, but I’m not sure from what. Give me back my heart, my freedom, my self. I do not know where I lost the keys. I wish I still had them so I could free myself.
wordmad
Pardon me my
bumble bee
can I see your apple skirt?
Tenderly frozen
lifting up for my desert?
Pardon my my lady bee
I want to get a hive for, you, me, we
me and you and table skirts
doorknobs and pardons for desert.
Pardon me my apple bee.
jonny
excuse me please, i don’t know what I’m doing
tanaelise
“Pardon me, Miss.”
I turned quickly around to see him standing there. He gave a coy smile, tipping his hat politely.
“Have you been stalking me?”
He chuckled softly. “Perhaps.”
MissMe
Pardon me, is that your dog that’s running over there? It looks as if he’s about to jump into the pond. Now let me tell you, that pond is certainly not clean. What with all those fish and duck swimming around in there. Can you imagine the droppings in there? Oh dear Lord! You need to get that dog immedietely!
Pardon me, that’s your dog running into the pond there.
Beatrice
Please don’t pardon yourself when you say something off-handed. And don’t apologize when you are finally telling the truth. I think some people pardon themselves for no reason but for acting a littled bit decent.
Toddly Ricklecake
excuse me, sorry i was so rude, obsequious, English, stiff upper lip, posh, stereotypical, alien, burp, forgiveness, shame, embarrassment, respect, reverence, self-loathing, abrogation
maya794
Is the alternate world for apology or apologies. It is from older english and is the more formal version. In spanish, the “sorry” is based not off of sorry but “pardon”.
Brooklynne
Pardon me I said as I coughed on the back of the head of the man in front of me. He shrugged, his bald head bobbing up and down as he grunted his lack of concern.
As he went back to his paper, I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the wad of snot, that a few seconds earlier had been in my chest and was now making its ways down his neck.
Erik Smetana
“Pardon me, madam,” the waiter said with a twinkle in his eye. “You’ve got mustard in your hair.”
“What? I didn’t even eat anything with mustard, how can that be?”
“it’s right there mingled with your hair
Shari
Well pardon me. So what if i think about him all the time? Hes a nice guy. quiet, nice, good for me, so WHY SHOULDNT I THINK ABOUT HIM? oh wait. because hes my teacher. right. it isnt my fault…you cant help who you fall in love with, you know?
Elf
pardon me sir the cashier said, but this isn’t a dime. i bblinked. of course it is, i almost said, bu upon looking i saw that indeed what i thought was a dime was actually bright green. and glowing. and— moving. im sorry i said, i dont have anyother change an my daughter is waiting in the car… the green coin suddenl jumped up onto the cashier’s throat and sort of… absorbed… into his skin. his eyes turned green. my stomach turned. the cashier’s mouth opened and he suddenly lunged at me. i dodged, dropping groceries everywhere. the woman behind me in line scramed. i ran. i had to get back to the car. if only they had nevver come back, i thought, if only.
ian k
pardon me miss, but what are you doing here? why have you stopped by? where are you going next? what do you plan to do in five minutes? ten?? the last time we met was a lifetime ago. i wish i could remember. and i hope you remember me later.
Pardon me for my naivety,my honesty is my weakness…now that is seems we can never be..i hope you find what you seek…paalam mahal(goodbye my love)
pardon me madam can I pas by, and also pardon me because I am interrupting your sawing session. sawing, what sawing? I just called you to say pardon, nothing important . blablabla pardon me to you are so kind why do you say pardon because it writes so on the top of the page
excuse me on the subway, forgive me my manipulations. so sorry about all the times i was complaining about the little things. give myself a break when i’m feeling like i’m going crazy.
A presidential pardon has to be one of the least “democratic” inventions built into the executive branch. No one should be above the law, including the President … therefore, how can the President be given the power to decide who is above the law? Well, he/she can’t and shouldn’t.
pardon? what? this word is polite and rather too posh for most of todays society, and is becoming less and less used, i feel strange talking about it now to be honest
pardon me but I think that you’re in my way, but what if I give you a pardon. Do you think the president will pardon my pardon. Pardon me but is that grey pupon that you are smearing on your jellied toast. Pardon the pun, but I think that there is no pun intended. The pardon word
This is a word that leaves my mind blank. “Pardon?” It starts to sound like a bird after a few repeats “Pardon? Pardon? Pardon?”
Do people realize how stupid they sound apologizing over and over, prostrating themselves on their knees before some divine god who’s really just a pile of dirt?
“Pardon me, miss,” He said, a brown fedora in hand.
He replaced it atop his head.
Pardon me, good sir. But I seem to have lost my way to the parlour.
Jane sighed. When would a good and hearty gentleman give her that needed smile with the sparkle at the end? She wanted to give her thanks. To get some love.
the woman sat, it was a cold and lonely day. as she twirled her finger about the rim of her coffee mug she pondered. her thoughts at this moment…
did i leave the stove on? does jim really love me?
then a woman in an apron said… pardon?
please excuse me for being me. pardon those who judge others. we all judge each other but at least we can make a n effort to openly accept each other for who we are. Love one another and enjoy life. pardon yourself, love yourself
i am sure there are people i need to give the benefit of pardon…sparingly and fully without judgement
Please pardon me, I didn’t know what I was doing. By killing your baby cat, I thought I would extinguish at last your apathy against the world. That intolerance that you have towards anything that comes before and after me. Pardon, I know I don’t deserve it. I really don’t care.
forgiveness.
pardon however sounds more formal. like forgiveness dressed up in formal outfit. pardon pardon pardonme. par
pardon gives me the impression of colours, because people just give coloured smiles when they want to apologize. This colours might resemble truth or could be just lies. that’s important to know when someone gives excuses to you
pardon me u motherfucker what the hell is wrong with u for bumping into me u fucking shit hole i should kiill you and your family and the rest of u fucking pepole u shit howl muchter fucker pardon ur mom thats waht is say is pardon ur fucking mom asshole dont u bump into be a gain u ass stain cock knocker fuck u ass
i beg your parden.
ryhmes with..hmm…i’m not sure of which real word it rhymes with. slightly rhymes with fartin’
always reminds me of well mannered, polite folks.
i use it quite a bit when i want someone to repeat something. i probably heard what they said, but i just like to be dramatic.
wow, way to be all proper and english.
this makes me think of crumpets and being all
pip pip tally ho.
wow. im so damn stereotypical.
or some sort of julie andrews movie.
yeah, it makes me think of mary poppins and the sound of music. pardon.
or barbara walters.
which reminds me, i need to get her book.
Pardon my interuption, but really this is the stupidest website i think ive seen so far, we’ll only because i got the word pardon. if it was something sweet like uh whats a cool word sam?
Sam- Smash?
i like it. id write something way sicker on a word like smash
appologies
so sorry
I beg yours
an indulgence
a wish
commute me
free from bonds of guilt
I’m sorry
so sorry
He was awaiting death with an objective calmness that annoyed me. Why the hell dont you get scared or pissed or fucking somethin I asked him. What for he replied. Fuck man your gonna be fuckin dead in about an hour and a half. I know he said. So? I asked again? So are you scared, angry, sorry, remorseful, regretful, what?
You remember when we were kids and we got the news we had to move to a new town, new state, new school everything new? Yeah I remember so what? You remember how you took the news? Yeah I balled like a baby. Right you sure did. But what did I tell ya? I told you it was going to be a bold new adventure and one that would change our universe forever and it would expand our lives. Yeah you said that and you were right but what does that have to do with anything? I am embarking on a new bold adventure in an hour and 20 minutes.
“Pardon me!” shouted the old man. A loud crack had proceeded it. That crack you are wondering? Why the old man had passed wind, right in the middle of the park! How dare he!!! Onlookers started in disbelief.
If I could get a pardon I could go places where I can’t go now….Pardon ME! Yes that’s it….just pardon me…for all my sins…yeah…like I shouldn’t have tried to cross against the light at that crosswalk….So the cop made me come back and rewalk it…what a dork…what a TAX COLLECTOR…cause that’s all the system is anyway….a way to collect taxes…..
Pardon is the polite term used to ask someone what they just said. However, it can be used in context for someone to repeat what they have said when you don’t like it. For example Terry could tell me to “Get lost” and I would reply with “Pardon?” ina strong tone to suggest I did not like what they said.
people always say this word when they’re trying to be polite opr pretend like they didn’t hear somehting when they did. i don’t know why people have to pretend so much in life. its like a rule of politeness and saocils grace when it shouldnt be. when you cant believe something, say i don’t believe it instead of pardon all fancylike. if you make a rude noise dont say pardon, craCK A JOKE chances are at least one person will laugh, and theny oull have another friend instead of someone who thinks your a snob for using wortds like pardon.
“Pardon me,” he said as he brushed past, though he sounded less than sincere, hurrying as he was, and I must admit his small gesture did not calm my nerves in any significant way. Pardon me is a cop out, after all.
“Pardon me, good sir, but I believe you have my hat.”
“Oh. I am so very sorry. Here you are.” The man handed me my hat and shuffled out of the room.
I would ask you for my pardon, but I’m not sure from what. Give me back my heart, my freedom, my self. I do not know where I lost the keys. I wish I still had them so I could free myself.
Pardon me my
bumble bee
can I see your apple skirt?
Tenderly frozen
lifting up for my desert?
Pardon my my lady bee
I want to get a hive for, you, me, we
me and you and table skirts
doorknobs and pardons for desert.
Pardon me my apple bee.
excuse me please, i don’t know what I’m doing
“Pardon me, Miss.”
I turned quickly around to see him standing there. He gave a coy smile, tipping his hat politely.
“Have you been stalking me?”
He chuckled softly. “Perhaps.”
Pardon me, is that your dog that’s running over there? It looks as if he’s about to jump into the pond. Now let me tell you, that pond is certainly not clean. What with all those fish and duck swimming around in there. Can you imagine the droppings in there? Oh dear Lord! You need to get that dog immedietely!
Pardon me, that’s your dog running into the pond there.
Please don’t pardon yourself when you say something off-handed. And don’t apologize when you are finally telling the truth. I think some people pardon themselves for no reason but for acting a littled bit decent.
excuse me, sorry i was so rude, obsequious, English, stiff upper lip, posh, stereotypical, alien, burp, forgiveness, shame, embarrassment, respect, reverence, self-loathing, abrogation
Is the alternate world for apology or apologies. It is from older english and is the more formal version. In spanish, the “sorry” is based not off of sorry but “pardon”.
Pardon me I said as I coughed on the back of the head of the man in front of me. He shrugged, his bald head bobbing up and down as he grunted his lack of concern.
As he went back to his paper, I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the wad of snot, that a few seconds earlier had been in my chest and was now making its ways down his neck.
“Pardon me, madam,” the waiter said with a twinkle in his eye. “You’ve got mustard in your hair.”
“What? I didn’t even eat anything with mustard, how can that be?”
“it’s right there mingled with your hair
Well pardon me. So what if i think about him all the time? Hes a nice guy. quiet, nice, good for me, so WHY SHOULDNT I THINK ABOUT HIM? oh wait. because hes my teacher. right. it isnt my fault…you cant help who you fall in love with, you know?
pardon me sir the cashier said, but this isn’t a dime. i bblinked. of course it is, i almost said, bu upon looking i saw that indeed what i thought was a dime was actually bright green. and glowing. and— moving. im sorry i said, i dont have anyother change an my daughter is waiting in the car… the green coin suddenl jumped up onto the cashier’s throat and sort of… absorbed… into his skin. his eyes turned green. my stomach turned. the cashier’s mouth opened and he suddenly lunged at me. i dodged, dropping groceries everywhere. the woman behind me in line scramed. i ran. i had to get back to the car. if only they had nevver come back, i thought, if only.
pardon me miss, but what are you doing here? why have you stopped by? where are you going next? what do you plan to do in five minutes? ten?? the last time we met was a lifetime ago. i wish i could remember. and i hope you remember me later.