I say bad words. Lots of bad words. It is how I talk. I do know how to not use the bad words and I have a decent vocabulary, but since I use them nearly every day… why would I not use them here? I mean, I don’t have kids. You may have them. My friends may have them. But, myself, I don’t have them.
So take that, potty mouth police. I reserved the right to curse up a blue streak when I chose no kids.
PS. Yesterday I never changed out of my pajamas. Just so you know.