Does anyone remember their first time...

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    Oct 28, 2012 5:16 AM GMT
    cursing in front of their parents. I'm watching a Kevin Hart comedy special. I love Kevin Hart. He and Katt Williams are the two funniest in comedy right now, in my opinion.

    My first time cursing, I was about 8 years old and me and my family were just chilling watching tv. Out of nowhere a big moth flew by me and I damn near jumped out of my skin. It was a dramatic moment for me, I jumped on the couch and yelled, "What the fuck was that?"

    My mom noticed I had cursed but was more worried about the moth as well. Me being me I thought well since she didn't pop me in my mouth I decided to let out as many curse words as I could. "What the fuck, damn did you see that shit? That was a huge ass fly!"

    My mom stopped swinging at the fly and lunged at me. I managed to escape before she got a hold of me and I practically acted like a lil bitch and just started to apologize and I ran to my room and locked the door.
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    Oct 28, 2012 6:14 AM GMT
    Yes. Very vividly.

    First time:
    Walking into the supermarket with my mom soon after starting high school. Someone wrote "F*** you" on the wall. Me being a naive kid, not knowing any curse words, said "Mom what does F*** mean?" Unfortunately I said it in a loud voice, so the old lady passing by was startled and looked at me funny icon_redface.gif. My mom, "Shh, thats a bad word."

    I felt embarrased not even knowing what I had said. After a couple of months at high school, I started figuring out what all the curse words meant and were used for. But I only used it once, never used any other curse words and I never cursed again, the end. icon_biggrin.gif
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    Oct 28, 2012 1:50 PM GMT
    No, I don't remember, but your story made me laugh out loud. Thanks.
  • rnch

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    Oct 28, 2012 3:01 PM GMT
    Vividly. I can still quite clearly picture the situation.

    I was 15, my baptist menonite parents and I were test driving a new car for my mother.

    My mother has always had depth-perception issues. She wanted to drive thru and then back up thru a gap between a telephone pole and a post to make sure she could do it in this wider car than what she was used to.

    My perfectionist, critical, master of his home father said, quite loudly, snidely and sarcasticlly, that it was the stupidest test drive idea he had ever heard of.

    Suddenly this cracking, teenage voice came bellowing out of the back seat: "Jesus Christ, Dad, it's gonna be HER car. Let her test drive it any Goddamn way she wants to!! AND DON'T YOU EVVEERRR FUCKIN' YELL AT MY MOTHER LIKE THAT EVERRRR AGAINNNN!!"

    I don't know who in that car was more shocked and su-prised.

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    Oct 28, 2012 3:26 PM GMT
    Also remember vividly, and also a car driving situation. We were returning from a vacation on Cape Cod in 1966, taking the Connecticut Turnpike. Although I'd only gotten my license the month before (age 17 in New Jersey) my Father let me drive the car. It was a huge Chrysler Imperial, and he thought I'd do better on an open freeway than local roads, but I was really very tense. The damn thing was nearly 20 feet long with a hood like an aircraft carrier deck, and here was my whole family with me, father, mother & sister.

    As I began slowing for the second turnpike toll plaza I suddenly heard this loud scraping sound. The brakes had unexpectedly worn out, in the days before audible wear indicators would give you a little early warning, and when brakes didn't last more than about 25-30k miles. I feathered the brakes to the toll booth, and my Father told me to see what happened at the next plaza.

    The sound was even worse at the next stop, and near panic I started swearing. Where it came from I have no idea, because I never swore, and still rarely do to this day. I became aware the inside of the car had gone dead silent, other than the brake sound, and looking in the rear view mirror I saw my Mother & younger Sister had stopped talking, with an expression on my Mother's face that told me I was in big trouble.

    But nothing was said to me, and my Father took over driving to our home once we exited the Turnpike, the remaining ride without any conversation. Once in the driveway, however, as my Mother & Sister went inside the house, my Father took me aside.

    "Robert, I never want to hear language like you used in the car in front of your Mother and Sister again, do you understand?" "Yes, Dad, sorry," was all I could manage. And the matter was never mentioned again, with not a single word from my Mother, nor did I ever swear in front of any of my family again, even my Dad.

    And BTW, another thing I never did my entire life in front of my late parents was drink alcohol, even in my 40s. We'd all go out to dinner together where they'd have their own inevitable cocktails, but I wouldn't touch a drop. I could drink well enough elsewhere, but never in their presence. I guess I never totally grew out of the relationship I had established with them as a child, and a child does not drink.
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    Oct 28, 2012 3:33 PM GMT
    Still haven't lol. My parents don't swear at all and I just feel like it's disrespectful to so I never have.
  • pharmstudent

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    Oct 28, 2012 5:34 PM GMT
    PittBull_21 saidStill haven't lol. My parents don't swear at all and I just feel like it's disrespectful to so I never have.

    Mine either but I did the unthinkable infront of my mom a few month ago for the first time so this is kinda my way of alleviating the guilt. I was waiting in line for "self check out" at the grocery store because my mom wanted this stupid thing I can't remember. I was already exhosted from shopping with her all day and I was just waiting for the lady infront of me to finish. As soon as she steeped out another girl cuts me off and proceeded to check out. I was really shocked and felt disrespected but since another lady who saw what she did offered me her spot, I left it at that. Luck would have it, as I pulled from the parking lot I saw her walking so I just rolled my car window and yelled, "F#$ck you B*@# for cutting me earlier". As soon as I said that I realized her mom was next to her and my mom heard what I just said. To be honest, I was kinda broke and str8 out of college so I was just holding it all in.
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    Oct 28, 2012 5:37 PM GMT
    I grew up with my grandparents on a farm, which means that I grew up with cursing as part of my vocabulary. My grandparents didn't care if I cursed so long as I only did it in the Irish language so that company wouldn't overhear and the saints wouldn't understand.
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    Oct 28, 2012 5:45 PM GMT
    That's the magic of being on the bottom end of a large family. Nothing shocks your parents any more. I don't remember how old I was but I asked my mother "What does F-U-C-K mean?" and she said "It's a word people with small vocabularies use. You don't have a small vocabulary do you?" And I was ashamed of my small vocabulary.
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    Oct 28, 2012 6:04 PM GMT
    I have never heard my mother swear and she has never heard me swear out of respect for her.
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    Oct 28, 2012 6:07 PM GMT
    I never once cussed in front of my parents. I would have been killed on the spot.
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    Oct 28, 2012 6:21 PM GMT
    My first time was last Christmas and I was at home. Since my dad's no longer around, I spend a good bit of time fixing things and doing home improvement stuff for my mom. When I start doing home improvement projects, no matter how large or small, I start cursing like a sailor. I'll say "fuck" so fast it'll make your head spin. So, I was doing some electrical work and went to flip the breaker and what I was trying to repair didn't work. After a few go-rounds, I slipped and said 'well, fuck me" in earshot of my mom. She just said, "oh my, that's not a christian thing to say" and left the room. I think at that point she was really disillusioned with me. I really feel she thinks I don't curse or have sex. I'm her favorite and I think it stung a little bit.
  • drypin

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    Oct 28, 2012 9:30 PM GMT
    Since my mother's siblings have gutter mouths of the worst kind, I'm sure I was exposed to foul language from very young, so I must have been younger than five when my parents told me not to use 'that language' in front of me. By high school it was okay, as long as it wasn't directed at them or their actions.
    My mother's favorite foul word, by the way, was 'twat'. She never called other women bitches, just twats. Stupid twats, lazy twats, and fucking twats. And she liked the expression, "colder than a witch's tit" to refer to the weather.
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    Oct 28, 2012 10:07 PM GMT
    I used the word FUCK (didn't know what it meant, kind of a naive kid at the time) in a joke at the dinner table one night. My parents dropped whatever silverware and food they had in their hands, my older brother started to laugh and said, "Oh, you idiot, are you in for it now!" My two sisters were speechless.

    I was in 5th or 6th grade at the time?
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    Oct 28, 2012 10:31 PM GMT
    LOLOL! I have never cursed in front of my parents. Even saying "that sucks" or "funky" feels weird in front of them. If they only knew how foul a mouth I have at times....
  • FRE0

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    Oct 28, 2012 10:36 PM GMT
    I have always avoided language that could be considered to be offensive. However, there are almost always other words that can be used instead to make a point. One I use from time to time is "folderol;" it means about the same thing as nonsense. It's somewhat obsolete but still useful. One can say, "Don't give me that folderol," or use the word by itself.

    Irked, annoyed, irritated, and angered are useful words. "Get lost" makes the point very well. So does "shut up!" But such things should be said only very rarely and only if nothing else works.

    Also, I've found that in some situations, it works well to speak very softly and keep repeating until the other person finally realizes that he has little choice but to let you finish.
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    Oct 28, 2012 10:43 PM GMT
    I haven't yet. I don't like to curse and don't do it in the house at all. Personally, I just feel like it's disrespectful.