Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Pure as driven snow

I have decided to stop swearing.

Besides, I'm not really very good at it. I grew up in a house where damn, hell and shit (and the occasional shit-ass) were as bad as it got. I don't know whether to classify piss-ant as swearing or not. I have never been sure what it really means, except that Mom is mad and to stay out of the kitchen.

From now on, every fucking thing I say will be expletive-free. I am not shitting you. This goddamn habit has gotten out of hand. For example, my son-of-a-bitching DREAMS are riddled with words that could scorch my down-filled pillows.

Jesus H. Christ. I am, after all, a Ph.D. program dropout so shouldn't I have a adequate and appropriate vocabulary ready at the drop of my tongue? Hell yes! Yet somehow this dumbass, distasteful behavior has become part of my repertoire.

I've quit. Really.


MsHellion said...

I do not consider cursing a weakness, but rather a fine and pleasurable art.

Fuckin' A.

EEK! said...

Brave experiment. I'll be watching this one with interest.

MsAPhillips said...

WTF? Then what adjectives and nouns are available to describe SUV-driving, throwing-McDonald's-litter-out-their-car-window, child-neglecting, parking-in-two-spaces-including-a-handicapped-one creeps?

dottcomments said...

MsHellion: Not fair. You're a trained professional.

Eek: I think I need to have my brain washed out with soap. This is harder than I thought.

MsA: Wow. Teach me your way, Obiwan.