Mark Twain said:
“Under certain circumstances, profanity provides a relief denied even to prayer.”
On the other hand, I’ve been using increasing amounts of profanity these past years, and seriously need to go on a potty-mouth-free diet in order to cleanse my system, so I’m fortunate in having read the first few books of the hilarious Space Team series by Barry J. Hutchison, where the universal translators don’t translate imprecations, so now I can say things like:
What the fonk?!?
I’m also fortunate in finding The Good Place to binge upon on Netflix. Their universal translator doesn’t do imprecations, either, so now I can also choose to say:
What the fork?!?
It’s good to increase one’s vocabulary. It gives one choices.
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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Someone must suppress warranted profanity.