Shitty Eddie (Rated R for rough language)  − 1 April, 1980

I remember a time when "fuck" was the noun and verb of every sentence that spewed from my mouth.  I think that I even had a callus on my bottom lip from my front teeth rubbing on it..... go ahead, try to say "fuck" without hitting your front teeth on your bottom lip.

The troubling part of this story is that I was doing this in 2nd grade.  It was fun to talk like this and all the kids where doing it.  I did manage to curb my sailor mouth at home with my mother.  To this day, I don't think that she knew that I talked like this.... until now.

My first memory of cursing in front of my parents was when I was with my Father (Butch).  I was visiting with him once and he had a "friend" that hung out in the apartment that he was living.  His nick name was Shitty Eddie.  Goes to show what type of people my dad hung out with.  I have no idea what his real name was, but everyone called him that.  I remember one day just talking away and "Shitty Eddie" came out of my mouth like it was nothing.  I caught myself immediately and turned bright red.  My dad laughed so hard that I thought he was going to pee is pants. I was afraid that he was going to tell my mom about it, but he never did.  They would have freaked if they really knew what I said when I was with my friends. I will always remember this moment. 

Comments:

Oblivious (April 4, 2007. 09:38pm)

Sounds about like my childhood. Sadly, I never really dropped the habit.

intrepideddie (July 7, 2007. 02:07pm)

Sadly, few of us do. It's just so much fun to put together an entire sentence almost exclusively with the word "fuck". The fucking fuck-head fucked it up and fucking fucked us all. Fuck! (Apologies for the incredibly offensive--and pointless--comment. ;)