We had a hilarious conversation with friends on Saturday about bad language. Which reminded me of my favorite recent 'bad language' story:
Since I was away having drinks with girlfriends the fellas were really enjoying a boy’s night with their daddy. Belching and farting ensued at the dinner table—totally fair game on boy’s night. What with all of the impoliteness the boys figured cussing ought to be included too.
“Hey Dad? Can you tell us what the ‘F’ word is?” one boy asked.
“Nah buddy. That’s a really impolite word. I’m not going to tell you guys what it is.”
“But Dad! It’s boy’s night! Come on! Please!”
When Scott continued to refuse Bridger asked, “Okay, but can you at least tell us what it starts with?”
What about you? Any hilarious cussing stories to share? Leave them in the comments below!
When Scott continued to refuse Bridger asked, “Okay, but can you at least tell us what it starts with?”
What about you? Any hilarious cussing stories to share? Leave them in the comments below!
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Arthur and Frank got in a fight the other day, and Frank called him a "sonofabitch" and Arthur looked at him and said, "Um, we BOTH are."
In the absence of any kid cussing stories (I kept checking back and no one responded, what gives?) I felt that I had to make one up about my "kid."
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