Picture a scene: you’ve just stubbed your toe on the leg of your coffee table. A sharp pain shoots right through your body. You jump on to one foot and shout, Oh Golly Gosh! My poor toe!
No? I didn’t think so. I have a foul mouth, ashamed as I am to say it. But while I realise that there is a time and a place for it, I’m pretty liberal with my use of profanities. I make no apologies for it, but please don’t make the mistake of calling me ignorant when I swear. I’m all about freedom of expression.
Posted in 100 Days, 100 Words, Musings
Tagged Bad Language, blasphemy, Curse words, Cursing, cussing, Language, profanities, Swear Words, Swearing