
In the years since Jon married me, I’ve lost count of the number of people who have apologized for swearing around me. Ironic, really, because in the years before marrying Jon I had a serious, Pirate-Sized Potty Mouth. (He never chided me for my language—but my F-bombs suddenly felt disrespectful around someone whose outcries in adversity never exceeded “Son of a Biscuit!”)
Now, because they don’t hear me use them, people assume obscenities offend me—when truthfully I’m merely saving them for situations that REALLY call for that level of emphasis. All that said, I have one word to pronounce today:
HALLEFUCKINLUJAH!
I have never talked government stuff here—there’s no tag in my cloud for Politics—but this morning’s Relief encompasses so much more than just Government. And (as a bonus) for the first time in my life, the Electoral College vote purporting to represent me actually reflected my Actual Vote! It only took a move from my native Idaho to Oregon… The Electoral College stupidness is a another whole rant—but since I don’t talk Politics here <wink>…
My fav used to be GDMFSOB but I’ve washed my mouth with soap and cleaned up my potty mouth some. Now it’s the bomb and Sheet in extreme angst which fortunately for those around me shouldn’t be as often now.🙏
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True indeed! I predict considerably FEWER obscenity-inducing news articles after January 20… 😆
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Because I try to keep my language professional-ish in rehearsal, I often wind up with a lot of people mistakenly convinced that I actually *can’t* curse. A notion they’re quickly disabused of when we get into tech…
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