👄 Ground rules.

👄 Happiness is when you tell your family that your mouth and our home is a no swearing zone and they agree with you till they become teenagers. Then they prepare a three point PowerPoint presentation for you on the importance of swearing and tell you 1) it is pain control. 2) People just gotta swear sometimes. Even the apostles swore when Jesus calmed the stormy sea. They shouted, “Who the Heavens is this guy!! “and it helped them process the enormity of the miraculous momentous moment and not faint on active duty. I said I’ll think about it. 
Then first thing in the morning, the youngest teen says to you, see you after school, mum! 
You smile and nod, Go with The Lord son.
In the hallway to the older teens he says, 
“See ya Niggaz !” With extra swagger. 
“Hey! Fuck you man!” An offended and taken  back reply shout. 
What was I thinking letting them watch Coming To America! 
I don’t think they were intentionally  fighting for the younger teens rights to swear as well but as they say on American TV. 
“Fuck you! I know my rights! 
Have a wonderful, pain free day. 


3)Some words are fun to say like “For crying out loud” and stress relief is important. People need stress relief. 

I think I’ll agree that swearing quietly under your breath is allowed. What do you think? 

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