dragonsanddemons wrote:
MjrMajorMajor wrote:
I don't swear a lot, but sometimes I wonder if shouting F#ck loudly and repeatedly out the window would be as satisfying as the idea....
I also don't typically swear (it's only sometime within the past year that I would even say them in my head as I read them), but sometimes it seems like only a swear word will fit properly and anything else doesn't quite do the trick. For example, for me there is a big difference between having sex and having a f*** (sex is done with someone (or someone
s if that's your thing - no judgement from me) with whom one has a very close relationship. A f*** is more along the lines of a one-night stand, or probably any kind of "casual" sex.). Sometimes "f***" is exactly the word I need, and it just doesn't feel right if I replace it with "have sex" or something (although I still do - I've gotten to the point where I can swear in my head or even write swear words (but am picky about when it's appropriate and when it isn't, and will edit it if I deem it not appropriate use of the word in question), but not to the point where I can actually make myself
say swear words because I grew up being told that that was something people are not supposed to do).
I remember having a similar problem with expressing
those words verbally, but that inhibition dissolved steadily between 11 and 15 or so. I believe this has played a role in making it easier to precisely express ideas, because exactly as you hit upon, sometimes
f**k is the appropriate word. Like when you're tumbling down a toboggan run with the tow cord on the sled wrapping itself around your legs and developing enough momentum that neither the increasing tension nor the big eccentricity in this tumbling mass the sled represented were enough to slow it down. I'm pretty sure there was a
f**k to accompany every single rotation. My dad arrived there as this was unfolding, so while I wasn't aware he heard, he heard. I'm pretty sure
didn't I get hurt enough already? you swear when you get hurt, you saw the marks it left, if you can tell me me you wouldn't have responded the same, i'll come out; if not, you don't get to keep my t-ball bat anymore and that door might be protecting you from me right now, not the other way around, you haven't heard my dresser moveAmong things, because it helps you avoid being the kid who responds to a bully with
well, you can go have sex with yourself or
well, go eff yourself. The only time you want to intentionally say something that silly is if you're intending on sucker punching them when they scrunch their face up and ask
Eff? I really can't fault any tactic that leaves one's foe unbalanced for long enough to make them a tile.
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