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		<title>Cussing creativity</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 11:21:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was growing up, we didn’t cuss in our house. When my dad slipped up and said the sh-word, or Mom, lady that she was, said “hell” or “damn,” it was a cause for gasps all around. So, in my linguistic naiveté, I used to use words I’d heard that I thought sounded like [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">When I was growing up, we didn’t cuss in our house.<span> </span>When my dad slipped up and said the sh-word, or Mom, lady that she was, said “hell” or “damn,” it was a cause for gasps all around.<span> </span>So, in my linguistic naiveté, I used to use words I’d heard that I thought sounded like cussing.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Let me clarify the difference between <i>cussing </i>and<i> cursing.<span> </span></i>Cussing is using bad words, while cursing took it to another level.<span> </span>Cursing was calling down God’s<br />
wrath upon someone, wishing evil to befall them.<span> </span>Cursing was strictly off limits, therefore.<span> </span>And you didn’t even have to use cuss words to do it.<span> </span>The curse could sound something like this, said to a nosey little brother:<span> </span>“If you ever read my diary, I hope your nose turns blue and falls off.”<span> </span><span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">One of my favorite existing words was <i>Phenobarbital</i>.<span> </span>Another was <i>paregoric</i>.<span> </span>Since my dad was a pharmacist—we call ‘em “druggists” back then—I suppose it was only fitting that the worse sounding words in my vocabulary were medicines.<span> </span><i>Diarrhea</i> sounds as bad as the actual condition.<span> </span>When really angry, I’d draw out the third syllable in a growl.<span> </span>It sounded pretty much like cussing to me.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Somehow <i>fiddlesticks</i> or <i>shucks </i>didn’t sound quite ominous enough; <i>darn</i> was a mite better.<span> </span>I’d really step up to the big time if I used <i>darnit </i>or <i>dagnammit</i>. When I ran out of cuss-like words, I started to make them up, or combine words to make an original cuss word that no one knew was actually cussing.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Some of the ones I coined had harsh consonant sounds, sometimes with a real word sandwiched in between two nonsense syllables, the longer the better.<span> </span>Gara-drat-tation.<span> </span><span> </span>Pan-drak-ton.<span> </span>Dang-crip-ity.<span> </span>Sounded pretty bad at the time, but perhaps some lexicographer will discover that my youthful cussing creativity was actually genius and include them in a <i>Cussing Dictionary of English Speaking People</i>.<span> </span>It could happen! <i> <o:p></o:p></i></span></p>
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		<title>Ten Things I Learned from My Cat</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Oct 2004 16:38:58 +0000</pubDate>
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2.	If you don&#8217;t want to wait for someone to notice you, brush up against his leg.
3.	If brushing up against his leg doesn&#8217;t work, bite his ankle.
4.	Howling about your problems gets you noticed, but sometimes it&#8217;s with a shoe.
5.	Sleep all day and play all night.
6.	Practice [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1.	If you stare at someone long enough, he will eventually notice you.</p>
<p>2.	If you don&#8217;t want to wait for someone to notice you, brush up against his leg.</p>
<p>3.	If brushing up against his leg doesn&#8217;t work, bite his ankle.</p>
<p>4.	Howling about your problems gets you noticed, but sometimes it&#8217;s with a shoe.</p>
<p>5.	Sleep all day and play all night.</p>
<p>6.	Practice being aloof; you never know when you might need it.</p>
<p>7.	Shedding hair is better than hacking it up.</p>
<p>8.	If you sound bad enough when you&#8217;re hacking, no one minds that you cough up a hairball.</p>
<p>9.	Bury your poop; no one else wants to see it.</p>
<p>10.	Playing with dead animals is not an acceptable pastime.</p>
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