One of my friends posted an article on her Facebook page. The subject was something about why we hate Costco shoppers. If you want to read it, click here. I started to read it, but after a paragraph or two just sort of muddled through the rest of the article because my interest was no longer there. This article was one that could have been very funny if it weren't for the ridiculous amount of needless profanity spread through it. There are too many other words and phrases that could make a written piece humorous and interesting to read without resorting to the nasty variety.
"What a prude!" some people would say of me. Fine, whatever flips your pancakes. I choose to keep things clean and on a more adult level rather than open the floodgates and release a torrent of verbiage more appropriate for the high school crowd.
One exception to what I'm spewing about this time is what are known as "dirty jokes." Get it? Dirty joke. Those are supposed to be filled with profanity and suggestive language. That's the point of them.
When I decided to write this post, I gave some thought to writing something vile and laden with profanity—partly for the shock value and partly to make my point. But I decided to merely address the subject straight on and keep it clean. It's what all both of my readers expect of me, and I'm not going to let them down.
