Obscenities? Piss off

Look, if you’re worried about my use of colorful, yet foul, language, there’s not much I can do for you. The fact is I cuss. A lot. In real life and in my blog. Ask Ms. Awaiting, who had the joy of talking to me on the phone about my use of not-so-lady-like language. I’m not going to cry if you delink me or stop reading me because you just can’t take another fucking post full of goddamned, bullshit obscenity. Get the fuck over it.

I can absolutely make a point without using 4-letter words (by the way, “goddamned” has more than 4). I can tell a story by finding more appropriate wording and without resorting to trailer/trucker/trashy language. But why should I? Why the fuck should I change the way I relate anything to suit some uptight Victorian who just can’t bear to see the English language butchered by “that kind of language”. Guess what? The words I use are part of the English language and, most importantly, part of my language. I could be all polite and use * and @ and !&%#* to get my point across, but I don’t. Oops. Too bad so sad. Now move the fuck on.

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