My children will swear like stevedores raised by pirates at a truck stop.

What's a stevedore?

Whoa. X-post-o-rama! That's fucking awesome

Swearing brings out all the best X-posts...

The x-posts today are making me laugh and laugh and laugh.

The Vagina Monologues have made a small dent in the extreme taboo against cunt, but for the most part... yeah, in the States it's a word you use not just to be insulting, but either in lieu of or as an open invitation to a physical fight. (And, um, I have a tiny subset of friends, mostly Faire people, who use it as a term of affection, but we only do it with each other because we're well aware of how hostile and toxic it is to just about everyone else.)

Swearing a lot in polite conversation would be considered a low-class thing to do, I think. It's something the people on "Cops" would do, but not a regular middle-class person.

I guess I'm a low-class person, then.

Fuck. And here I thought I was fuckin' middle-class.

Well, shit.

We use cunt reeeeeeeeeally differently to you guys too...

And we use 'fanny' much differently than you guys do.

Didn't have a clue to this fact until I said that I needed a fanny pack, in front of a group of fresh faced university students in Cambridge.

Ooops.

I guess I'm a low-class person, then.

Fuck. And here I thought I was fuckin' middle-class.

Well, shit.

Yep. Time for MM to take up bowling... and maybe get a pickup truck... and a Camaro on blocks on the front lawn....

yeah, in the States it's a word you use not just to be insulting, but either in lieu of or as an open invitation to a physical fight.

Yeah, I use it as everything from an insult to a verb to a term of affection. Sometimes all three in one sentence!

Didn't have a clue to this fact until I said that I needed a fanny pack, in front of a group of fresh faced university students in Cambridge.

Ahahahahahahahahahha!

I was at a friend's house for dinner once when I was about eight, and her American family were visiting. The mom told the daughter of the family that she was going 'to smack her fanny'. My friend and I burst into hysterics and got sent away from the table.

In the category of "that doesn't happen every day," a well-dressed man with a very pricey large-format camera just knocked at my door and asked if he could take pictures of my native azalea. He saw it driving by and said it was the first one he'd seen in bloom. I said yes, of course. I'm pretty sure there's no way for an azalea to sign a photo release.

I do not cuss in front of my mother. Sometimes I recommend a movie and then she gets all upset about the language, which I had not noticed at all.

Yep. Time for MM to take up bowling... and maybe get a pickup truck... and a Camaro on blocks on the front lawn....

And switch from smoking to chewin' tobaccy.