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The trials, struggles and joys of a "FULL TIME" lady in pink, mom, on her way to the top, with a few pitstops, pitfalls and questions along the way.

Friday, December 13, 2002

swearing

I was reading Trish's comments about her son not liking swear words. My kids are the same way. Turn the channels if they hear "ass" and the look of wide eyes on me "ohhhhh they said a bad word". Last night we recieved from Net Flix "Christmas Vacation". It was funny watching the kids crack up every time Chevy Chase was getting ready to do something stoopid. I think what cracked me up the most was the statement Clark said near the end that all I heard in my house were 2 open jaws dropping to the floor, tounges hanging out with the wide eye look -

Hey! If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is! Hallelujah! Holy shit! Where's the Tylenol?


And I only see 2 bad words, 1 used twice! Is it me? My dad talked like this all the time!

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