Swearing and forgiveness

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Fudge! I'd like to tell you that the aforementioned was the word that sprang to my mind [and to my mouth] when my laptop noisily fell to the pavement last weekend. Thoughts of spending several hundred dollars to replace the contraption also entered my mind. "Fudge" wasn't the word employed. It was a similar one-syllable utterance which my maternal grandmother would say merited having my mouth washed out with soap.

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