I enjoy swearing. I admit it. I do.

Too many people get their panties in a wad when they hear someone use a word or phrase which they consider offensive. But why?

There’s something therapeutic about swearing. Not all the time. Not for no good reason. But when you’re mad, or somebody cuts you off in traffic, or your team just lost the big game. It helps. It does.

All the holy roller fundamentalists act as if you just bitch slapped their mother whenever they hear a word they consider “offensive.” Get over it. Life is too short to worry about such minor annoyances, damn it!

Quite throwing out the baby with the bath water. There are much bigger things in life to worry about.

This post says it even better than I can.