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Originally posted by warch
Early on when I was teaching in an elementary school I let a "shit" pop out. Let me rephrase...I let the word "shit" pop out. Not too loud. I dropped a box full of stuff or something. I just remember two wide-eyed girls in earshot- 9 year olds. I just put my finger to my mouth like a shhhhh with a wink, and they cracked up. Its hard to retrain your mouth to be G rated.
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Oh man. This reminded me of a time when I was about 12 years old. My friends and I were playing in the neighborhood, and for the life of me, I can't remember what happened to make me say this, but I came out of my face with, "Shit!" I immediately regretted it, and my hands shot up to my mouth. There were two older girls (twins, who were notorious for starting trouble) who heard me, and they decided that they were going to tell my father. I was practically begging them not to, as they proceded to march to my house around the other side of the block. Bear in mind, the majority of my friends grew up like I did: you just.did.not.swear/cuss, even out of earshot of grownups (and when we did, we would do that cup-your-hand-beside-your-mouth gesture and whisper, like we had a secret or something). Well, the twins approached my house
JUST as my Dad was coming home from the grocery store. They quickly told him what happened, and they were just waiting for me to get the beat-down in front of the whole neighborhood. Instead, my Dad calmly asked me if it was true...I said yes (scared out of my mind!), and then he said, "Ok, well just don't do it again". (with the unspoken statement, "Or else the next time, you won't get so lucky"). Goddamn, I was happy as all hell that those whores didn't get their way! LMAO!
