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But if I really say it, the radio won't play it.
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Originally posted by ABBAKiss
I was a very naive but well-read child. I had a VERY difficult time acknowledging that heroin was a bad drug when the heroines of the books I read seemed to be good and inspirational.
I also got in trouble in fourth grade when some boys wrote the word FUCK on a piece of paper and asked me to pronounce it. I said it was not a word, but if it were a word it would be pronounced "fuck." They pretended they couldn't hear me so I kept saying it louder, always explaining afterwords that it wasn't even a word so it didn't matter. The teacher eventually understood that I wasn't trying to be difficult but was actually that naive when I started crying and made it clear to her that I honestly thought I was in trouble for being "bossy" or uppity by telling the boys they had spelled a word that did not exist. I had absolutely no idea that it was a bad word.
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I saw the word "TWAT" written on a desk in the library (it was in all caps - it may have been carved into the desk - something like "KATHY IS A TWAT") when I was in college and my boyfriend at the time had to tell me what it meant. I had never heard or seen it before.
My mom was incredibly sheltered. She didn't know the word "fart" until she went to college. I believe her family only acknowledged "tooties".
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See you later, decorator.
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