When I was little, my Mom had to tell my Dad to cool it with his #%@* language while driving with me in the car because I was picking up his “vocabulary.”
Anyone remember “A Christmas Story”? FUDGE!!! Poor Schwartz got the beating! & Ralphie got the soap. “My father worked in profanity the way other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium, a master.”
My parents dealt with it differently. My dad just made liberal use of the horn and my mom would scream things like “Move it, bud!” in a disturbingly intimidating voice.
My wife, her best friend and the best friend’s granddaughter were going somewhere when another driver cut my wife off. When my wife hit the brakes they heard the granddaughter in the backseat mutter “asshole”.
When I was 2 or 2 and a half, I was in the backyard with Dad and his friend came over. He asked me where my cat was and I told him, “The GD SOB is up in that tree and he won’t come down!” Slim fell to the ground laughing his tush off. :)
My Dad was a Baptist Minister and did not swear. I had to learn my Colorful Language on Street. I also served 30 years in the U S Navy, which has provided me with a very extensive and Colorful Vocabulary. USN 65-95. I am not a Minister of any Faith!
I’m a retired truck driver….I use to cuss traffic all day long. I’m a bit better now, but only because there is very little traffic where I live. Years ago…neighbors four year old daughter gets in his van on a very snowy morning and pipes up, “Look at the G.. D…. Snow Daddy!” He didn’t have to wonder where she got that language from.
Dad was just fine driving out on the open road. but. get him in a unfamiliar city with traffic congestion..watch out!He missed a freeway exit once on the way to the San Diego Zoo(1968) and I can still hear my Mom quietly telling him to pull over before he burst a blood vessel cursing,
some of my co-workers convinced our Finnish greenhouse technician to teach them some Finnish swearwords. For years their swearing repertoire included “haista kuuka!” (“Smell the flowers!”)
The other day at home I was getting very frustrated with some work related problems and the &^%$ computer I have to use for work. I’m not sure exactly what I called the computer and my bosses, but my son popped into my “office” and said, “Gosh Mom, you must be really upset. I’ve never heard you use that word before …. except in the car.”
tripwire45 almost 9 years ago
When I was little, my Mom had to tell my Dad to cool it with his #%@* language while driving with me in the car because I was picking up his “vocabulary.”
felinefan55 Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Anyone remember “A Christmas Story”? FUDGE!!! Poor Schwartz got the beating! & Ralphie got the soap. “My father worked in profanity the way other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium, a master.”
luvcmx almost 9 years ago
My son’s first word was “$h*t”. His first sentence was “$on b*tch car, get out way, mommy wants to go”. True story.
milordrevan almost 9 years ago
My parents dealt with it differently. My dad just made liberal use of the horn and my mom would scream things like “Move it, bud!” in a disturbingly intimidating voice.
Buckimion almost 9 years ago
I realized I had a road rage problem when I took my kid to the grocery store and she started yelling “Pick a lane @$$%^&*!” from the shopping cart.
Retired Dude almost 9 years ago
My wife, her best friend and the best friend’s granddaughter were going somewhere when another driver cut my wife off. When my wife hit the brakes they heard the granddaughter in the backseat mutter “asshole”.
Retired Dude almost 9 years ago
Sorry, I meant “a**hole”.
Saturday's Child almost 9 years ago
When I was 2 or 2 and a half, I was in the backyard with Dad and his friend came over. He asked me where my cat was and I told him, “The GD SOB is up in that tree and he won’t come down!” Slim fell to the ground laughing his tush off. :)
luvdafuneez almost 9 years ago
Oh, I’m LOVIN’ the comments, today!! Thanks, all! And I REALLY didn’t know that #%&* and Traffic were two separate words…
Sailor46 USN 65-95 almost 9 years ago
My Dad was a Baptist Minister and did not swear. I had to learn my Colorful Language on Street. I also served 30 years in the U S Navy, which has provided me with a very extensive and Colorful Vocabulary. USN 65-95. I am not a Minister of any Faith!
Egrayjames almost 9 years ago
I’m a retired truck driver….I use to cuss traffic all day long. I’m a bit better now, but only because there is very little traffic where I live. Years ago…neighbors four year old daughter gets in his van on a very snowy morning and pipes up, “Look at the G.. D…. Snow Daddy!” He didn’t have to wonder where she got that language from.
ChukLitl Premium Member almost 9 years ago
’Toon’s great, comments better. We learned a lot of new words the day Dad turned too sharply to the curb & pealed the tire off the rim.
boldyuma almost 9 years ago
Dad was just fine driving out on the open road. but. get him in a unfamiliar city with traffic congestion..watch out!He missed a freeway exit once on the way to the San Diego Zoo(1968) and I can still hear my Mom quietly telling him to pull over before he burst a blood vessel cursing,
JP Steve Premium Member almost 9 years ago
some of my co-workers convinced our Finnish greenhouse technician to teach them some Finnish swearwords. For years their swearing repertoire included “haista kuuka!” (“Smell the flowers!”)
Dewsolo almost 9 years ago
The other day at home I was getting very frustrated with some work related problems and the &^%$ computer I have to use for work. I’m not sure exactly what I called the computer and my bosses, but my son popped into my “office” and said, “Gosh Mom, you must be really upset. I’ve never heard you use that word before …. except in the car.”
K M almost 9 years ago
A woman I knew from Texas said she was 21 before she learned that d@mn and Yankees were two words, she’d heard them as one so often growing up.