I thought I’d use this category more but I jinxed myself until tonight. As we (Billy, Pony, Wise, and I) sat and ate dinner, we overheard a conversation going at the table right behind us.
Woman (thick east Texas accent): Go ahead and tell them what you told me.
Man (equally thick east Texas accent): What?
Woman: You know about Sissy.
Man: Oh that. Well Sissy was my momma. She cursed so much when I was a kid that I thought my first name was Fuck!
Doh! You just cannot make this stuff up. Of course Pony laughed and said wow there are two of us :). He was kidding. I was bad, but not that bad. I saved the f-word for my writing. Cursing was not allowed in my house growing up. I never ever heard a swear word one from my parents other than an occasional abbreviation from my dad. He say “so-and-so is a PF or BF”. Possibly he’d say “that is CS or BS”. Lol! no telling what he was abbreviating.
As always, more to come.