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i used to think "BS" stood for "Britney Spears."
when i was in about 2nd grade a girl said to my friend F**k you. and i wispered to my friend "what did they say?, duck you?" i was totally unaware of what it meant. so my friend informed me that it was a bad word.
when my brother was little before I was even born, my uncle would after giving him instructions say kapiece (sp?) and my brother would respond, "go piss?" so when my dad said kapiece to him my brother said "go piss?" and looked at my cousins like they were to blame
About swearing, I'm Irish, and we have a....colorful word choice.
So, I was playing A-10 Cuba flight sim about 11 years ago, good old Win 95 :P (some of you might know the sim, and I just showed my age), and was stuck on a mission, so I first said f**k you to an enemy, but very, very quietly. I completed the mission, but got shot down. I then yelled something like...f**king c**t s**t b******s. At the exact moment my father walked in.
Yep. Great timing
one day, a long time ago, me and my older brother were in a fight. I was only like six then and I couldn't think of any good names to call him, so I decided to think of a silly made-up name. The first one that came to mind was f*****. I didnt even know the word! I just made it up!! So I called him that and everyone gasped and I got in trouble!! I tried to explain that I didn't know! lol!
When I was in 1st grade my cousin convinced me that China was a dirty word. So whenever someone would say something about it I would be thinking, "Ewwww, China..." and giggle about it and no one understood why.
I used to belive that you could give "the finger" to anyone. One day my mom, my sister, and I were riding in the car, and I saw the boy who put a worm in my hair that day. I gave him the finger and my mom saw. I was so embarrest when I had to say that I didn't know it was bad.
When I was five, I would play my Sega Genesis. On one of my games, the spikes moving up and down sounded like someone was saying f**k. So whenever the spikes popped up I would say f**k. I got slapped for that...
I used to believe "woman" and "women" were swear words.
Once when I was about 5 (I guess), me, my sister, and her friend Jennifer were playing a game where Jennifer sat on one side of the door and my sister and I would sit on the other side. We would write little notes to each other and slip them under the door. Well, I had come up with something to write to Jennifer..."Jennifer hell bell", I thought it was really cool becuase it rhymed. So I asked my sister how to spell 'hell' and she said 'H-E--Madeline! That's a bad word! I'm going to tell mom!' And I shouted 'No! I didn't know it was!' i was so scared.
Back when my brother was about 7 or 8 he was playing "horse" out in the yard with his friend in our basketball net. Once his friend had missed three shots and had gotten, H, O and R, my brother exclaimed to my mother "Look! He's a hor!" (pronouncing it as whore)
my mother got embarassed and asked what it meant...after realizing it was just the game, she never said anything else
I used to be afraid of saying "ax" because it sounded so similar to the a word, I thought if I said it, I'd get in trouble.
I heard this joke when I was younger and the last line of it said "And my mom's f*cking the turkey" So (being very young) I thought that the mother was standing in my gramma's kitchen flipping the turkey off and cussing at it.
When I was younger, I used to believe that if I though bad things, like curse words, that my dad would be able to read my mind and I would get in trouble. Silly, yeh?
When I was about 3 or so, my dad would take me to the park, where they had this donkey on a large spring that you would sit on and rock back and forth to pretend like you were riding it. He got tired of me riding it all the time and once he said to my Aunt "She's gonna go ride the damn donkey again." Some time later, I don't remember if it was to them or to someone else, I said "I was riding the damn donkey!"
While I was growing up, my Mother's approach to swearing and 'rude' words was to explain the meanings of each one... from Prat: pregnant goldfish & Dork: Whale's penis right through to the more biologically unacceptable ones. It worked to a large degree - I never tell people to 'Bugger Off,' etc. mainly because as I do so I picture what I'm actually telling them to do! *Yuk!*
However, she came to a stumbling block when the word 'Bastard' entered my vacabulary... she was called up by the school one day by the head master and asked to do something about my behaviour - I was merrily running about, proudly boasting to all & sundry about what a Bastard I was! *g*
:-)
When I was very little, about two or three, I was in a home day care. The lady who owned it had her kids help out a bit. Their son, Justin, who was twelve at the time was playing with me once and he was probably teaching me new words. He taught me the word ''truck'' except in the form of ''the F word''.
Well, one day when my parents were driving me home from day care, I saw a truck and started yelling the F word repeatedly, pointing to a truck. My parents were quite sure sneaky Justin had taught me that. He's done goofy things like that before, like putting pom poms in a certain place on a Halloween skeleton at seven.
We met him a few years ago. He was in his twenties. My dad told him this story and he was beet red!
I used to "invent" my own expressions and insults so I woudn't get in trouble for swearing. I once called a kid at school a 'Wild Shamrock' and I would say "What the peas?" to express confusion or "Oh, Tetris!" to express frustration or disgust.
when my brother and i were in a public place with our mother and actually getting along, to irritate her we would each say one syllable of a bad word and we thought we were so tough... for example:
ME: Sh
BRO: -it
and we would get faster and faster untill our mom told us she was getting a headache. she never really yelled at us for what we're doing. She yells at me now when i say 'damn' and i'm 22.
I used to think that Biss was a cuss word.
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