(January 14, 2014 at 1:32 pm)Esquilax Wrote: It's verbal spice, to me. Sentences have a natural rhythm to them, and sometimes that requires an extra few syllables in there, a little additional punch to the fucking mixture. And so I swear. So much that I'm sort of blind to it by now.
But then, I'm Australian; the people I interact with regularly are fairly free with the cursing themselves.
Ironically that is exactly how I was using the word when I got yelled at today. I said " If you go out and buy a 100 dollar pen just to bring to work, your a fucking idiot"
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
