No excuses then, pal, just like I aint got nun neither. We gotta wirk our butts off, till fagged out, we're flagged out or FA'd up. Sad SAQs, indeed, myne gude manne. A line from Milton comes to mind.
Eyeless in ****, at the mill with slaves,  
Himself in bonds under Philistian yoke!
You'll know the line, but just in case my Alzheimer's is contagious, the asterisked bit can be restored by thinking of Aldous Huxley's novel, circa 1936, or Vergil's Aeneid, Book 1, line 120, first word. I gotta be hyper-careful, udderwise the snoops will haul me up before sysops for a ban violation. Gambare! as they say in Tokyo.