There are only three people in the world I can't say FUCK in front of on a regular basis. These are Mom, Dad and Grandma M.
I was just talking to my mom on the phone about inconsiderate hyenas when I went to go say FUCKING INCONSIDERATE HYENAS SUCK and got "fuchhhhhhhhk---sorry, I'm sorry," because I realized who I was talking to, and I really didn't want to get my ass chewed out by her. Apparently, women are not supposed to curse at all, and it's practically a sin if we do. *roll eyes*
In a sordid, twisted way, I find my behavior wrong. Why? Because my parents have double standards (at least they admit it) as my 23-year-old brother, Aron, and my 16-will-be-17-years-old-tomorrow brother, Evan, can say FUCK in front of Mom and Dad and they'll either get ignored or just be told that it's not a nice thing to say.
This is also probably why I'm a wit. I've had to dance around all of their female-bashing, but I can usually come up with some obscure thing that they don't understand and then turn it around on them. Case in point--I don't think Aron will ever inquire about Shakespeare being gay again after I told him about The Earl of Southampton.
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