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		<title>By: girlplease</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3166</link>
		<dc:creator>girlplease</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 04:50:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Well my parents were super strict so anything I said was horrible.
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I once said &#8220;Fart&#8221; and man, got an earful. I mean, it&#8217;s a fart. Big deal.
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But that&#8217;s ok, I made up for it by swearing like a truck driver by the time I hit 24. I graduated from &#8220;fart&#8221; to &#8220;suck my tampon and gag on the string&#8221;.
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See what happens when we&#8217;re oppressed?
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well my parents were super strict so anything I said was horrible.
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I once said &#8220;Fart&#8221; and man, got an earful. I mean, it&#8217;s a fart. Big deal.
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But that&#8217;s ok, I made up for it by swearing like a truck driver by the time I hit 24. I graduated from &#8220;fart&#8221; to &#8220;suck my tampon and gag on the string&#8221;.
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See what happens when we&#8217;re oppressed?</p>
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		<title>By: Darren</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3165</link>
		<dc:creator>Darren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 03:17:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#8217;m breaking the rules and posting more than once&#8230;  Lushy&#8217;s entry reminded me of two visits to the principal&#8217;s office.&#160;
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The first one occurred when I was very young&#8212;probably 2nd grade.&#160; Was in the boy&#8217;s bathroom at school and some of the 8th graders were in there.&#160; They asked me to read some graffiti on the wall.&#160; It said &#8220;Fuck a duck Mr. Cassidy.&#8221;  Thinking I was going to impress the older kids with my phonetic skills and ability to sound out strange words, I solved the puzzle.&#160; I did the whole Sesame Street/Electric Comany thing&#8212;&#8220;fff  uhh k  a  duh k  mmmis tur  kas i dee.&#8221;  Once I got the sounds in my mouth, I could say them at normal speed.&#160; They asked me to say it louder.&#160; Then louder still.&#160; And again&#8212;until they had me shouting it.&#160; That&#8217;s when our principal&#8212;you guessed it, Mr. Cassidy&#8212;walked into the bathroom to see who was shouting profanities.&#160; The 8th graders ran out snickering.&#160; They apparently knew he had been standing just outside the door.....&#160; S-E-T  U-P
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A few years later, maybe 4th grade, we kids developed a game whereby the first one into the restroom would hide behind a stall door and jump out at the unfortunate 2nd arriver.&#160; I loved this game.&#160; And played it at every opportunity.&#160; So one day, after laying in wait stealthily for a good 2 minutes, I heard footsteps coming into the room.&#160; At the perfect moment, I leaped out and yelled &#8220;Raahhr!&#8221;
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The look on Mr. Cassidy&#8217;s face was priceless&#8212;horrified shock.&#160; I swear the man jumped two feet off the ground without bending his knees.&#160; Arms flailing, mouth agape, eyes bugging.&#160; It was very cartoonish.&#160; As they say in the South, he was so frightened he swallowed his snuff.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m breaking the rules and posting more than once&#8230;  Lushy&#8217;s entry reminded me of two visits to the principal&#8217;s office.&nbsp;
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The first one occurred when I was very young&#8212;probably 2nd grade.&nbsp; Was in the boy&#8217;s bathroom at school and some of the 8th graders were in there.&nbsp; They asked me to read some graffiti on the wall.&nbsp; It said &#8220;Fuck a duck Mr. Cassidy.&#8221;  Thinking I was going to impress the older kids with my phonetic skills and ability to sound out strange words, I solved the puzzle.&nbsp; I did the whole Sesame Street/Electric Comany thing&#8212;&#8220;fff  uhh k  a  duh k  mmmis tur  kas i dee.&#8221;  Once I got the sounds in my mouth, I could say them at normal speed.&nbsp; They asked me to say it louder.&nbsp; Then louder still.&nbsp; And again&#8212;until they had me shouting it.&nbsp; That&#8217;s when our principal&#8212;you guessed it, Mr. Cassidy&#8212;walked into the bathroom to see who was shouting profanities.&nbsp; The 8th graders ran out snickering.&nbsp; They apparently knew he had been standing just outside the door&#8230;..&nbsp; S-E-T  U-P
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A few years later, maybe 4th grade, we kids developed a game whereby the first one into the restroom would hide behind a stall door and jump out at the unfortunate 2nd arriver.&nbsp; I loved this game.&nbsp; And played it at every opportunity.&nbsp; So one day, after laying in wait stealthily for a good 2 minutes, I heard footsteps coming into the room.&nbsp; At the perfect moment, I leaped out and yelled &#8220;Raahhr!&#8221;
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The look on Mr. Cassidy&#8217;s face was priceless&#8212;horrified shock.&nbsp; I swear the man jumped two feet off the ground without bending his knees.&nbsp; Arms flailing, mouth agape, eyes bugging.&nbsp; It was very cartoonish.&nbsp; As they say in the South, he was so frightened he swallowed his snuff.</p>
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		<title>By: Agategoddess</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3164</link>
		<dc:creator>Agategoddess</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 10:37:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Don&#8217;t remember actually saying anything off color to or around my parents whenI was little but I have to share this incident that is sure to follow my cousin&#8217;s daughter, age 4 at the time, for the rest of her life.
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We were having a big backyard blowout for my uncle&#8217;s 60th birthday and the whole family (including relatives from all over) was there as well as friends, neighbors, etc. The kids were in the pool while the grown-ups were enjoying conversation and beer. Lexi wanted to get out f the pool so she climbed out, grabbed a towel and started down the steps (I was watching the whole thing unfold since she asked for my help with a towel). As she was moving downthe steps she slipped, caught herself and yelled loud enough for everyone to hear &#8220;FUCK!&#8221;
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I laughed so hard I nearly peed my pants.
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Miss Lexi was immediately taken into the house by both her mom and dad (who were mortified) for some quality time-out time.
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I laugh everytime I think about it!
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Don&#8217;t remember actually saying anything off color to or around my parents whenI was little but I have to share this incident that is sure to follow my cousin&#8217;s daughter, age 4 at the time, for the rest of her life.
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We were having a big backyard blowout for my uncle&#8217;s 60th birthday and the whole family (including relatives from all over) was there as well as friends, neighbors, etc. The kids were in the pool while the grown-ups were enjoying conversation and beer. Lexi wanted to get out f the pool so she climbed out, grabbed a towel and started down the steps (I was watching the whole thing unfold since she asked for my help with a towel). As she was moving downthe steps she slipped, caught herself and yelled loud enough for everyone to hear &#8220;FUCK!&#8221;
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I laughed so hard I nearly peed my pants.
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Miss Lexi was immediately taken into the house by both her mom and dad (who were mortified) for some quality time-out time.
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I laugh everytime I think about it!</p>
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		<title>By: chepooka</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3163</link>
		<dc:creator>chepooka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 12:29:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;LOL @Lushy *claps hands*
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>LOL @Lushy *claps hands*</p>
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		<title>By: Raven</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3162</link>
		<dc:creator>Raven</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 11:52:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I think the poor kid is prolly sexually scarred.&#160;  My Godmother told him -&quot;You don;t wanna eat that Jeremiah!&#160; You know what that tastes like??? That tastes like SHIT!&#8221;
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Imagine if you will when that kid is all grown up, and getting down with some girl.&#160; If she asks him to do &#8220;the deed&#8221;, he is going to end up saying, &#8220; No way!&#160; My Nanna says that that tastes like shit!&#8221;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think the poor kid is prolly sexually scarred.&nbsp;  My Godmother told him -&#8221;You don;t wanna eat that Jeremiah!&nbsp; You know what that tastes like??? That tastes like SHIT!&#8221;
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Imagine if you will when that kid is all grown up, and getting down with some girl.&nbsp; If she asks him to do &#8220;the deed&#8221;, he is going to end up saying, &#8220; No way!&nbsp; My Nanna says that that tastes like shit!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Joelle</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3161</link>
		<dc:creator>Joelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 11:12:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;@Lushy: just that one time? why do I find that hard to believe?&#160; &lt;img src=&quot;http://tenth-muse.com/ee/images/smileys/wink.gif&quot; width=&quot;19&quot; height=&quot;19&quot; alt=&quot;wink&quot; style=&quot;border:0;&quot; /&gt; hehe!
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@Raven:&#160; Oh, I&#8217;m sure that story will be pulled out by his family for generations to come&#8230; hahaha!
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@Lushy: just that one time? why do I find that hard to believe?&nbsp; <img src="http://tenth-muse.com/ee/images/smileys/wink.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="wink" style="border:0;" /> hehe!
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@Raven:&nbsp; Oh, I&#8217;m sure that story will be pulled out by his family for generations to come&#8230; hahaha!</p>
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		<title>By: Lushy</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3160</link>
		<dc:creator>Lushy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 11:03:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Another show and tell story&#8230;
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My sisters taught me a song for show and tell.&#160; So I proudly got up in front of my 2nd grade class and sang, &#8220;If you&#8217;re horny and you know it clap your hands!&#8221;
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It was my one and only visit to the principal&#8217;s office.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another show and tell story&#8230;
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My sisters taught me a song for show and tell.&nbsp; So I proudly got up in front of my 2nd grade class and sang, &#8220;If you&#8217;re horny and you know it clap your hands!&#8221;
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It was my one and only visit to the principal&#8217;s office.</p>
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		<title>By: Joelle</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3159</link>
		<dc:creator>Joelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 09:46:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;@geeky: hahaha!&#160; aww&#8230; poor nerd herd.
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@chepooka:&#160; you&#8217;re just marking your territory. &lt;img src=&quot;http://tenth-muse.com/ee/images/smileys/cheese.gif&quot; width=&quot;19&quot; height=&quot;19&quot; alt=&quot;cheese&quot; style=&quot;border:0;&quot; /&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>@geeky: hahaha!&nbsp; aww&#8230; poor nerd herd.
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@chepooka:&nbsp; you&#8217;re just marking your territory. <img src="http://tenth-muse.com/ee/images/smileys/cheese.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="cheese" style="border:0;" /></p>
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		<title>By: Raven</title>
		<link>http://tenth-muse.com/2008/06/watch-your-mouth/comment-page-1/#comment-3158</link>
		<dc:creator>Raven</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 09:41:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Going to share a funny story here - forgive the long-windedness....
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My Godmother and her whole family (her mom and dad, her daughter, her grandson, aunts and uncles) were all out at a little country restaurant (like a smaller Cracker Barrel) for her mom&#8217;s birthday.&#160; They all sat down and glanced over the menus, deciding what to order.&#160;
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The waitress, who was an older lady, came around to take their orders.
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Godmother - &#8220;I&#8217;ll have the chicken fried steak....&#8221;
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Her mom - &#8220;Fried chicken, potatoes....&#8221;
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Her dad - &#8220;Meatloaf....&#8221;
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Then the waitress gets to the grandson, who is about 4 years old.
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Waitress - &#8220;What would you like to order, young man?&#8221;
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He pauses for a moment.&#160; &#8220;I think I will try the pussy.&#8221;
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Forks drop, glasses fall over, people gasp, eyes are bulging out.
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My Godmother - &#8220; Jeremiah !! WHAT did you say?????&#8221;
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Grandson - &#8220;I think I will have the pussy&#8221;
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My Godmother - &#8220; Jeremiah!!!!&#8221;
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Grandson - &#8220;Well Kenny at day care said that his daddy has it all the time, and says that it&#8217;s REALLY good!!!&#8221;
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I don&#8217;t think they have been back at that restaurant to this day.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Going to share a funny story here &#8211; forgive the long-windedness&#8230;.
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My Godmother and her whole family (her mom and dad, her daughter, her grandson, aunts and uncles) were all out at a little country restaurant (like a smaller Cracker Barrel) for her mom&#8217;s birthday.&nbsp; They all sat down and glanced over the menus, deciding what to order.&nbsp;
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The waitress, who was an older lady, came around to take their orders.
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Godmother &#8211; &#8220;I&#8217;ll have the chicken fried steak&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>Her mom &#8211; &#8220;Fried chicken, potatoes&#8230;.&#8221;
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Her dad &#8211; &#8220;Meatloaf&#8230;.&#8221;
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Then the waitress gets to the grandson, who is about 4 years old.
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Waitress &#8211; &#8220;What would you like to order, young man?&#8221;
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He pauses for a moment.&nbsp; &#8220;I think I will try the pussy.&#8221;
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Forks drop, glasses fall over, people gasp, eyes are bulging out.
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My Godmother &#8211; &#8220; Jeremiah !! WHAT did you say?????&#8221;
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Grandson &#8211; &#8220;I think I will have the pussy&#8221;
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My Godmother &#8211; &#8220; Jeremiah!!!!&#8221;
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Grandson &#8211; &#8220;Well Kenny at day care said that his daddy has it all the time, and says that it&#8217;s REALLY good!!!&#8221;
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I don&#8217;t think they have been back at that restaurant to this day.</p>
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		<title>By: geeky</title>
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		<dc:creator>geeky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 07:57:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;LOL! Well I honestly can&#8217;t beat your stories, or anyone else&#8217;s, but I&#8217;ll share mine anyway. When I was maybe 7 or 8 my mom, my brothers, and I were walking around the mall. There was a group of slow moving, odd looking people walking toward us, and I blurted out, &#8220;Look mom! Nerd herd!&#8221; Of course, at the time I didn&#8217;t realize those people were mentally handicapped and I couldn&#8217;t figure out why my Mom was just about dying from embarrassment.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>LOL! Well I honestly can&#8217;t beat your stories, or anyone else&#8217;s, but I&#8217;ll share mine anyway. When I was maybe 7 or 8 my mom, my brothers, and I were walking around the mall. There was a group of slow moving, odd looking people walking toward us, and I blurted out, &#8220;Look mom! Nerd herd!&#8221; Of course, at the time I didn&#8217;t realize those people were mentally handicapped and I couldn&#8217;t figure out why my Mom was just about dying from embarrassment.</p>
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