You're banned for my super-ego, The Bulk.

You're banned for undercutting your competitors by providing your services in bulk pricing.

You're banned for making him skulk.

You’re banned for making me sulk.

You're banned for not seeking a new position as Sulkan of Brunei.

You're banned because there are no more rhymes for hulk, bulk, skulk and sulk.

You're banned for being at a loss for words.

You're banned because at least I'm still capable of other things.

You're banned if you do other things alone.

You're banned for advocating shared bathroom breaks.

You're banned for sharing too much over the years.

You're banned for censoring free speech.

You're banned for sensing my censoring while under the pretense that a good defense is better than a good offense which is nonsense that we can dispense without getting dense and being tense.

You’re banned because the fifth daughter on the twelfth night told the first father that things weren’t right.

You're banned because Betty Botter bought a bit of butter.

“But,” she said, “this bit of butter’s bitter,

But a bit of better butter mixed with this butter might just make my bit of bitter butter better.”

So, Betty bought a bit of better butter to make her bitter butter better.

You're banned because there was a young man from Calcutta ... (the rest is censored).

You’re banned because I thought the young man was from Nantucket....

You're banned for forgetting about the young girl from Madras.

You're banned because I knew girl from Boston, Mass........

You're banned because (knowing my background) there is a remote possibility I could have known her too!