Donald R. McClarey
Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three, one in Heaven, and happily married for 43 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.
I’m kind of partial to the old fashioned substitute expletives like “dagnabbit”, “Jiminy Crickets”, “what the Sam Hill”, “by Jingo”, “I’ll be a monkey’s uncle”, etc.
Oftentimes, as I perambulate on my morning constitutional, I pray that happenstances of the day don’t go cattywampus. 🙂
Courtesy of Yosemite Sam: “Great Horny Toads”!
At work yesterday I used “shucks.”
It came out as a surprise to me bc I haven’t used that word since I was 6 or 7. I probably used it in front of my mom after having made an accidental mess.
Curmudgeon. 🙄 Sometimes my patience runs thin, around hour 11 of my shift, and the poor little old soul who can’t help himself due to dementia, tests my endurance in mercy. He can push the envelope and under my breath I’ll let it slip, you ole’ curmudgeon you.
It happens.
I’ve probably used all. I don’t remember.
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What bothers me is the casual resort to the grossest profanity, often at high volume. Also, the amount of junk and filler in people’s speech, a problem especially severe among young women.
“is the casual resort to the grossest profanity, often at high volume.”
And unendingly repetitive. Many people would be ingloriously mute if they could not constantly say the F-Bomb.
I have used all of these words except for one.
Was it “blethering”? Because that’s the only one I haven’t used.
You got it Nick. If it was supposed to be blithering, I have used that.
Begorrah – that’s quite a list 🙂