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Re: Cursing, MS, politeness, and delicate ears... <Tick ><Rob>
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| Michael 2005-04-27, 8:52 am |
| Rob Duncan wrote:
> "Dove 1" <Yonna1@webtv.net> wrote in message
> news:532-426D5BF9-481@storefull-3354.bay.webtv.net...
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> LOL, My nick name? Its Duncan. Cant go tooo far with that can I? Heh.
> This cursing discussion is a good one.
Indeed, it is... and most of North America needs to join in.
> Today I was checking my oil
> in the car at the gas station. There was a bunch of people around
> and when I slammed the hood shut I slammed it right on my ring
> finger.
Oh, man.... OWWWW!
> How a person can even do that I dont know. But I did. Ripped a big ol
> shred of skin right off the back of my finger from
> the middle knuckle straight down to the fingernail. (Ive never heard
> of someone slamming their own cars hood on their finger...)
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> Boy did I ever feel like cursing... once I managed to open the hood
> and get my finger out. But no, I held my blue-streak in check.
DumbXXXX! :-)
> Didnt even mumble. Gently got in the car, drove out on the
> interstate, and Im sure I then made Bob VERY proud. Damn that hurt! One
> of the few times in my life I was suprised at my composure.
Your cardio-vascular net won't be so proud, and neither will anything else
that depends on your adrenal regulation.
Let the steam off as and when it builds, and not just when it's no longer
containable, Rob.
If an idiot cuts you off on the highway (or runs a red light or whatever)
and barely misses killing you, it's appropriate to *SCREAM*! Pull over,
stop the car and go kick the wall of the nearest building, or even your own
car's wheels if there's nothing else to kick.
Keep screaming and kicking until there's no fear, anger or venom left in
you. Then you'll be able to face the world again, knowing that you've got
none of that nasty shit left to hold against the rest of the world.
> The puzzling thing is... It was the finger on the hand that was
> slamming the hood shut. My other hand was in my pocket. Today was
> one of those days...
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> Rob
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