Why does it feel so good to let loose a stream of filthy dirty language when we stub a toe? Why, when we are angry, do we express ourselves better when we punctuate with f-bombs?
I try very hard not to swear / cuss. I don’t want my kids using foul language, and really, it isn’t necessary for me.
On the odd occasion where I do let a nasty word slip (hey, I am human and I stub my toes a lot!) the KoD always seems so taken aback. He says I am so ladylike and feminine – and it shocks him when I curse like a sailor.
In my defense, I generally only swear when angry or hurt. I don’t plant f-bombs and s-words, or other expletives, in every day conversation the way some people do.
But I do wonder why it feels so good to swear? Anyone?
(Post inspired by new book called Go the F*** to Sleep…..)