For someone who grew up with cursing in the house, I’m able to toss off a long string of curses when the mood strikes. But I’ve always worked in places where no cursing was allowed. You have to police your mouth all day long in situations like that. It’s a relief to get in your car to go home in the evening and mutter, “Shit, shit, shit,” to make yourself feel better.
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