Friday, January 05, 2018

Swear Jar Specifics ...


My husband, who is a very well spoken man, has decided, with several of his co-workers, to stop cursing as a New Year's Resolution.   They created a swear jar at work and drop a quarter in the jar every time they let a piece of profanity fly.   We just talked about it last night ... what exactly constitutes profanity?

Sure, there's the obvious choices.  George Carlin's "Seven Words You Can't Say on TV" is a good place to start.  But it gets sketchy from there.   I got home from work, stretched out on the floor, and began quizzing Stoney about what would trigger a contribution to the swear jar.

Me:  Shit?
Him:  Yup
Me:   Hell?
Him:  Yup
Me:  Wait ... Hell?
Him:  Yup
Me:  As in ... hell, no!
Him:  Yup
Me:  Well, that's fucking stupid.
Him:  Are you being ironic?
Me:  Fuck, no!

(I'm a smart ass, obviously.   The conversation continued.)

Me:  But what about other swear words?
Him:  Like what?
Me:   Blowjob
Him:  Blowjob?
Me:   Blowjob
Him:  What POSSIBLE conversation would we have
where the word blow job would come up in an office setting?
Me:   Hahaha ... come up ... (snort)

I love our adult conversations ...

You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper no need to shout
This party s over so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out

Skid Row - Get the Fuck Out

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