I fuckin' love you
Apparently my mother has a problem with my brother's constant swearing - specifically his misuse of the word 'fuck.' He hardly uses the word for its intended purpose - as a verb, but uses it as a filler for every other potential part of a sentence and generally two to three times in said sentence. My mom claims she is offended, but I prefer the misusage excuse. Anyhow, my brother, Dave, came into the family room on Thursday to say goodnight. My mom responded with an equally loving gesture, "have a good fuckin' night, son."
OH, MOM.
Dave chuckled and commented, "Mom, you're fuckin' nuts."
"Son, wait a second. What the fuck time do you need me to take you to work tomorrow?"
"The usual."
"I fuckin' love you."
No answer.
"Remember to brush your motherfuckin' teeth. See you in the fuckin' morning."
If moving back to Greeley means I get to hear my mom speak this way on a regular basis, then, OK.
OH, MOM.
Dave chuckled and commented, "Mom, you're fuckin' nuts."
"Son, wait a second. What the fuck time do you need me to take you to work tomorrow?"
"The usual."
"I fuckin' love you."
No answer.
"Remember to brush your motherfuckin' teeth. See you in the fuckin' morning."
If moving back to Greeley means I get to hear my mom speak this way on a regular basis, then, OK.