Thou art banned, for I have mine knitting forgotten (sort of), and crochet hath taken hold of mine life and limb. Farewell, thou knitting needles that did my great-grandmother use; for I bow unto the Hook.
You're banned, because in sixth grade I acted as Julius Caesar in a simplified production of that Shakespeare play! I did a great job of falling down dead once I got stabbed by wooden rulers.
Thou art banned, for the paper is turned in, but the grade is not. O teacher, thy silence shall indeed be avenged: thou shalt hear of this on the course evaluation.
Thou art banned, for the outline grade is now something like six weeks late...incredible. And this page needed saved from the Tree's thread revival. Kind of like a tent revival without the tent....