I changed the slang of my duuuuumb “whatever it was” to duuuuumb bleep.
I have given in, once again, to the stuffy constraints of society. *sigh* In order to be “accepted,” I must watch my mouth. For crying out loud.
I love profanity. Not always, there’s a time and a place, of course, but profanity expresses verbally that of which should not be expressed physically.
Ugh. I wish the world were a better place.
‘Nuff said, I guess.