So its no secret I have a potty mouth. I mean, I have really tried. I've tried saying fiddle sticks. Oopsy daisy. But nothing really sinks in like a good ole, for fuck sake!
Its worse in the car and I'm pretty sure I've heard carson in the back seat yell, you goddamn moron.
But with fantasy football in our home and sunday being the day to worship a little pigskin. Well Reggie Bush sucks sometimes (don't hate me) But I found myself yelling "DO YOU HAVE A SANDY VAG??? COME THE FUCK ON!!!!"
Then it really hit home at costco, someone ran into my ankle (thanks lady shoving christmas shit in your cart so high you probably didn't see me) and Carson asked me, "Mama? you got sand in your agina?"
//DEAD//
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