I wish my mother could see this. She was always telling me my vulgar language was the mark of a poor vocabulary, and I’d respond, “Well, I guess I shoot that theory to shit!”
The joys of swearing
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It still surprises me that people have adult relationships with their mothers. I suppose my daughter has one with me, but I never did with my parents. Weird.