tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935735936147043690.post8213643384256426364..comments2023-09-25T04:52:07.461-05:00Comments on Somewhere In The Middle of Texas: I Swearlukskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00836456707666850172noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935735936147043690.post-31128575196499119102013-01-08T11:12:56.317-06:002013-01-08T11:12:56.317-06:00i don't really remember Mom saying GD, but I b...i don't really remember Mom saying GD, but I believe it. I do remember the word dammit coming from her often. My favorite Mom curse word was shitass. I never thought about it much as a kid, but some time later in life I realized it referred to someone who doesn't wipe after a nasty poop. That is some funny shit! While, at the same time, it is peculiar thing to call someone... like, how do you know?Buddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17545036463009590054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935735936147043690.post-56761108629045258402013-01-07T18:56:11.166-06:002013-01-07T18:56:11.166-06:00I like a good venting every now and again, too. In...I like a good venting every now and again, too. In our other business I worked with a group of young men that were friends of my son and members of a band. They referred to me as the Dudet in Charge. I got in the habit of using the word "fuck". It seems to be such a common word nowadays. I don't like the fact that it slips so frequently from my lips. Just not lady-like, you know. A favorite phrase a pharmacist I worked with was "Fuck me running". That was amusing, altho, maybe not possible .........?Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.com