13 January 2008

Reader Beware: Profanity in this Blog

NOTE TO READERS: as part of this fast I have supposedly given up swearing, in addition to sweet sugar, delish alcohol and zippy caffeine. In writing this post, for 30 minutes I typed, read, and laughed out loud as I search and typed the "F-word." In this posting, "F" stands for that word. Continue reading if you like, but know that when your eyes see this "F" you're mind is going to actually "say" the "F" word. So I confess, that had I been counting how many times my mind said "F" during this last half hour, I'd be in debt up to my *F*ing ears.

I CAN'T STOP SAYING IT
I've not had a lick of sugar, a sip of moonshine nor an injection of caffeine, but I CAN'T STOP cursing. It begins slipping out and within a split second I'm shouting it out with some twisted sense of glee and anger. Mind you I haven't yet given anyone the finger, so obviously I have some control over body, but not mind.


This ASL reference (found on Wiki) is specifically for Stephen. Not that I'm directly giving you the finger Stephen, I simply can't afford it right now. But I thought you'd appreciate the artistic emphasis you get with a green curtain. Try it some time.

It's in my DNA!
I found out why I can't stop myself. Go onto wikipedia and type in "F" if you must, but you don't have to. Let me save you the trouble and give you the InkyThinky-pedia. (see below)

German ficken (to copulate), Dutch fokken (to breed), dialectical Norwegian fukka (to copulate) (Source: Wikipedia)

Obviously the Norwegians OWN the etymology as far as I'm concerned. Don't you think my fellow Vikings obviously perfected the "F" word by putting that "u" in there to give it more uuumph?!

Now if you examine this a bit you can see how if you say "frikkin" you're probably of German decent and lack a sense of humour. If you tend to say "fauuughk" then your Dutch roots could be tainted by slavery. BUT, if you say "F" strong and clear, like DUCK but with an F, then you may be
lucky enough to call yourself a Norwegian.

So that's my excuse. The Irish get to say they drink so much because they're Irish. The Italians say they are philanderers because they're Italian.

And I curse like a Norwegian Viking because, apparently, I am one.


PS. The "Curse for a Cause" fund topped $500 today. Might I add that my use of the word, when it does escape, is quite violent and angry. Guess that's a little Viking trying to bash his way back into my vocabulary.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you rock, miss norsewoman! ufda! your "curse fund" is so f'ing brilliant and a great way to make a commitment to tithing (any one of us could choose to give up one habit and give gobs of $$ away!).

lykkønskning (congratulations)!