I have loved curse words since I was a young teenager; at least as young as twelve years old. For many years if you asked me my favorite word, my reply would have been, “F*!#”. Also in my repertoire were “a**#!¥e” “s&!*%” and “p$*#”. My baby once said, upon dropping a toy, “Oh sit. Oh sit.” I should have stopped then and there.
Today, I’m trying to break the habit. I am looking at cursing from an outsider’s perspective and it ain’t pretty. It doesn’t look good on a woman of my age. Forgive me, will you? I AM trying.