Falling off the four letter word wagon

Some of you may remember a post I wrote about swearing a year ago.  At the time I wrote that post it reflected my true feelings about the use of various four letter expletives and I maintained my steadfast decision not to use them for quite some time.

But not anymore.

My change of heart about colorful vocabulary words has not come about because of any abrupt changes to my life.  I'm still happily married, raising two kids with autism, and sharing a small condo with an eighty-five pound Labradoodle that thinks he's a Pomeranian.

I've just realized that I don't much care for censoring myself anymore.

This doesn't mean that I walk around slinging the F-word every which way it just means that sometimes a good "Fuck this shit" says a lot more than "Gosh darnit I feel frustrated".

I don't swear in public places or in front of children because I think that's tacky and rude but if I am at home, ranting on Twitter, or talking on the phone with a friend I'm going to say how I really feel.  And sometimes that calls for a four letter word here or there.

I've also taken the profanity filter off of my Intense Debate commenting system on this blog.  So, if in the past you noticed your comment of "What a Fucking idiot" looked more like "What a ****ing idiot" you'll be glad to know that those pain in the ass stars have been 86'd and your freedom of speech has been restored.

I don't think this change is going to rattle any feathers amongst those who read my blog or hang out with me in real life.  The only people who might take offense are those who believe that the use of any swear words is evidence of an inability to formulate an educated response to a situation.

To which I'd say, "Peace out bitches and  don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya!"