Post by GodoHell on Oct 9, 2004 22:38:55 GMT -5
Definitely the F-bomb.
Ex: "WTF?! I mean, WHAT THE F@<*!^' F@<*?!"
That's if I have to pick. I love 'em all. That's why I don't get people who don't curse. If you don't, that's fine. It's a free country (Don't hear THAT anymore, do ya?).
To me, cursing has always been a right of passage. My dad was the son of a frustrated German immigrant, so he got cussed out in 2 languages. My mom is from the rust belt, & was alot rougher cut than most of the humble Kansas folks I grew up around. Needless to say, there was alot of cursing in my house growing up.
Of course, I used to get in trouble for it all the time when I was a kid. "Do as I say, not as I do." You know the drill. So, there I am in my bedroom one day, after being told by all the authority figures--Mom, Dad, the Catholic Church--that I damn my soul to hell when I curse. I'm all of 7 years old, & I am taking my eternal life into my own hands, screaming the words, one at a time, at the top of my lungs.
WHAT RAW POWER.
Thanks for the thread, & for humoring me & my stroll down memory lane...straight to the gaping yaw of hell. ;D
Ex: "WTF?! I mean, WHAT THE F@<*!^' F@<*?!"
That's if I have to pick. I love 'em all. That's why I don't get people who don't curse. If you don't, that's fine. It's a free country (Don't hear THAT anymore, do ya?).
To me, cursing has always been a right of passage. My dad was the son of a frustrated German immigrant, so he got cussed out in 2 languages. My mom is from the rust belt, & was alot rougher cut than most of the humble Kansas folks I grew up around. Needless to say, there was alot of cursing in my house growing up.
Of course, I used to get in trouble for it all the time when I was a kid. "Do as I say, not as I do." You know the drill. So, there I am in my bedroom one day, after being told by all the authority figures--Mom, Dad, the Catholic Church--that I damn my soul to hell when I curse. I'm all of 7 years old, & I am taking my eternal life into my own hands, screaming the words, one at a time, at the top of my lungs.
WHAT RAW POWER.
Thanks for the thread, & for humoring me & my stroll down memory lane...straight to the gaping yaw of hell. ;D
Consarnit!
