It was no use pretending I don’t use Sailor talk. I am a Sailor. Okay, I’ve never actually sailed the seven seas, or any seas, but I was in the Navy for 20 years and worked with thousands of Sailors.
I also come from a household that would put Ricky Bobby’s family to shame moreover, Midge Maisel’s mother would most likely disown me if I was her daughter. You must watch The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel to understand but in case you haven’t yet, watch this snippet. I use to pray, “God please help me stop cussing and cleanse my mouth” and for a long period of time I didn’t. Not much anyway except when I was mad, or reacting to the anguishing sensation of a stubbed toe, or when I just wanted to express myself.
For some reason the Sailor talk has returned. I try to control it depending on the company I’m in. I understand some people believe this talk is for the uneducated and substitutes the lack of knowledge of appropriate words, but I disagree.
Here’s an example,
“I think cussing may be an auspicious way to express one self and I don’t give a damn who agrees.”
I know what some of you are thinking, “damn isn’t that bad of a word”. Of course I agree! But we need to ease into this, you know?
Anyway, Sailor talk is fine with me.
I have to agree with you Min, we have been known to use some colorful language, but sometimes it’s the only thing that really fits the situation and as long as those words are not used to against or to hurt others they are just an expanded vocabulary? Love you!
Did I reply to this Aunt Connie? So the key is not to hurt others??? I’m just kidding. Love you more.