Does life offer any pleasure to excel that of the company of potty-mouthed women? I think not, and I endeavour to treat all and sudry to that singular pleasure.
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Does life offer any pleasure to excel that of the company of potty-mouthed women? I think not, and I endeavour to treat all and sudry to that singular pleasure.
That meter is hosed. It rated my blog a 0. ZERO! I've run OUT of regular cusswords and had to make up NEW ones, futhuchrissakes!
Zero. Bah.
Does that mean while I'm here I have to say "poo" instead of "bullshit" when I'm talking about political speeches?
No Bob, I think it just means that I tend to do so -- or perhaps, like Og, I invent vile language so new they haven't figured it out yet.
Well, you could make an entry entirely devoted to profanity, if you want to bring your numbers up..
But you're above that sorta thing I bet. :)
Y' effin' think so? ;)
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