Who says I can't get stoned, plan a trip to Japan alone?

I have a love-hate relationship with profanities. On the one hand, I often think their use denotes decreased intelligence. I happen to think if you cannot express yourself without the use of curse words, you need to pick up a book and broaden your vocabulary. On the other hand, a well-placed curse, like a photograph, can be worth a thousand words. I also find it impressive that they are so versatile; swear words more often than not can act as noun, verb, adjective, abverb, whatever you need. Words may be inert, but you cannot tell me that saying "fudge" when you stub your toe can even compare to how much better it feels to yell out "FUCK".

On top of all of that, the forbideness of profanities in childhood only makes them that much more attractive. If someone tells you not to say something, aren't you that much more excited to do it? I remember the first time I said the "f-word". I was in music class, sitting in the back, next to a few boys that would have been classified as trouble-makers (and certainly bad influences). They dared me to say "fuck", and after a little resistance, I gave in. It felt so liberating. Since then I haven't looked back. But, like I said earlier, I think profanities need to be used properly so as not to make others think you can't form a sentence or thought without them. Just like a lot of things, less is more.