Jensen wrote:
I went to Sweden with a girl who was moving to Italy the same day, and she wouldn´t leave without having been across the sound. The ferry back to Copenhagen was later than expected, and her mom was calling from the central station - desperately. We urged the captain to speed up, so my friend wouldn´t be late for departure. He did - and called a cab as well. When we sailed in, the cab was waiting with doors open. We were ready on deck and a bit from land, captains assistant merrily said :"Well, this is where we jump" - and I did!
When I landed, I ran to the cab and didn´t understand why the driver looked funny and nobody followed me. The two on deck looked petrified
I bet he didn't say that next time.
When I was a kid, my oldest brother who is 12 or 13 years older than me, was working on a pickup in front of the house with some friends of his. He told me to go ask our mother for "a pair of f___ing pliers". So I did. I don't remember the occasion but I heard plenty about it over the years. She charged out to where they were working and chewed them all out for their language.