June 17, 2014
WARNING: This post is completely irreverent, a rambling and probably a waste of your time. Read at your own risk. (I mean, read it, of course. Just make sure you have nothing important to do beforehand. I mean, make sure your kids are alive first.)
Ramblers, I have come to the realization that I like curse words. Even when I am not saying a curse word aloud, I am certainly saying it inside of my head. I stub my toe? I curse. I drop something? I curse. I curse because, well, I can! This was brought to my attention recently when I got on my parents (I am looking at you, mother!) for cursing so much. I threatened them with sticker charts and the dreaded curse jar. Before I even had the opportunity to finish my sentence, my father piped up from the corner,"You should just put your $100 in now." Me, curse? What? F--- YOU! Oh, wait. I do curse a lot.
I have decided to become abstinent. THOU SHALT NOT CURSE(ith?). I am going to say I will not curse for a month but the chances of that happening are slim to none. I am hoping I can make it until tomorrow morning at this point... Wish me luck, ramblers! Practicing good habits and stuff is hard.
Ramblers, I have come to the realization that I like curse words. Even when I am not saying a curse word aloud, I am certainly saying it inside of my head. I stub my toe? I curse. I drop something? I curse. I curse because, well, I can! This was brought to my attention recently when I got on my parents (I am looking at you, mother!) for cursing so much. I threatened them with sticker charts and the dreaded curse jar. Before I even had the opportunity to finish my sentence, my father piped up from the corner,"You should just put your $100 in now." Me, curse? What? F--- YOU! Oh, wait. I do curse a lot.
Seeee... this is an accurate impression of me reading certain Facebook posts.
I have decided to become abstinent. THOU SHALT NOT CURSE(ith?). I am going to say I will not curse for a month but the chances of that happening are slim to none. I am hoping I can make it until tomorrow morning at this point... Wish me luck, ramblers! Practicing good habits and stuff is hard.
