I would like to point out that you did not address his allegation that you commented on his education. Just in the interest of playing devil's advocate and what not. * *yes, I realize that isn't a sentence.
Hey Nootch, I got to thinking that maybe I hadn't given this "liberating" thing a fair chance. So, when I got home today, I sat in the den with the ole lady. I thought I would give it a new shot. With her birthday coming up, I began to sing: Happy f***day to you...........Happy f***day to you. SHE DIDN'T CRACK A SMILE....... I changed tatics. "I wish you a f***ing Christmas, I wish you a f'***ing Christmas." SHE DIDN'T CRACK A SMILE. So, I tried again......(thinking of the grandchildren.) "Here comes Peter Cottontail, jumping down the f"ing trail." NOT A CRACK OF A SMILE. Suddenly, she stood up and smiled, and I quote, "I'm going to f'ing bed. Fix your own f'ing supper. I'm locking the door to our f'ing bedroom. Have a nice f'ing night......." THANKS A F'ING BUNCH.................:huh:
Thats cause you sang it wrong It goes like this....... [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9vQvvMg__w[/media]
nobe effort my good man, but you put the f*** in the wrong f***ing part of each song (as Crip so eloquently noted). Although the Peter Cottontail one was right on cue. It should always be used as an adjective, not a noun. I have noticed that your wife appears to be much better at dropping the f-bomb than you are. What you need is a little practice. Here's what you do: Geaux look in a mirror, and bless that Ole Miss fan's soul!!! You'll f***ing LOVE it! :hihi:
If I had actually done this, I would need a preacher and a doctor. I'm not sure which one I would need to see first. I promise you, the first f word may have gotten out, but the second one - no way. The lady of the house would not permit it, and truthfully, I would never offend her with that in our house.
