Telling Dad is F-Bomb Free
Let me say right off the bat that I’m not a prude.
I swear. Double entendre intended.
If I’m caught up in the heat of the moment, talking loosely amongst friends, or I drop a wood splitter on my pinky toe, then I’m not afraid to let the expletives fly. But I never really understood the need to strafe one’s blog with F-bombs in the quest to be funny.
For some inexplicable reason, audible cursing is less offensive to me than when read in the written word. Perhaps it’s because cursing while speaking offers the luxury of inflection, accentuated syllables, and animated gestures. Benefits you just can’t get from staring at a computer monitor.
I’m of the belief that you don’t need to litter posts with F-bombs and juvenile scat jokes to make a point or to make people laugh. There are many writers out there who use curse words with great precision and they actually do a solid job of boosting the quality of their post (see The Bloggess). But for the most part, and I say this knowing I’m just begging for F-laced comments, I see bloggers using vulgarity with reckless abandon and with no real respect for their message.
If I want to offend you, I won’t need curse words to do it, and I feel that using profanity just to close out a thought is akin to a short-cut. My grandfather used to say that people swear when they can’t think of anything intelligent to say. I tend to agree. Granted, this is the same man who told me that Scotch is God’s nectar, but I do echo his thoughts on cursing.
If I feel that a sentence or thought could REALLY use an F-bomb to drive home the message then you’ll see me drop such words as “freaking”, F&@%, or my favorite replacement, “Fuzzle”. You simply cannot be offended by the word Fuzzle or any of its offspring. Seriously. Would you care if someone called you a Mother Fuzzer?
Understand that I have no agenda outside this blog and I’m not out to change the blogosphere. I simply wanted to state my peace. That profanity CAN be funny, but sometimes it just needs to be left to the experts. I’m not one of them, so you can expect a PG approach to the nonsense I write and an F-Bomb Free experience. I’ll work hard to use cerebral humor and not profane short-cuts to get my point across.
Oh, and profanity in comments are automatically edited so don’t be offended if I embed a few asterisks in your cuss words.
Personally, I think this approach will be well received. And if it isn’t? I don’t give a fuzzle.
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You crack me up without cursing…it works! and I like fuzzle–I think I will use that one!
Well, I *am* a bit of a prude, so I applaud this blog policy.
By the way, my favorite non-swear swear(ish) word is Womps, courtesy of the fabulous cartoon series “Recess.” [Example of use: It really womps when bloggers feel compelled to drop the F-bomb.]
That is great to know. I think I have a bit of prude in me too as I shudder at all the cursing online. Sometimes people will have a wonderful, well thought out post and ruin it with an out of place, unnecessary f-bomb.
Well, I’m a bit of a prude, too. At least when it comes to language (not to say I haven’t dropped the occasional expletive in the heat of the moment, but I try…).
I love the commitment to good, funny blogging without feeling the need to drop an f-bomb into every other sentence.
And I’m totally stealing the word “fuzzle.” Do you ever make buttons to share with other bloggers? I love the “F-Bomb free” button on your blog!
Well, FUZZLE!!
You are a riot! I am right there with you. In person, but not around my children, I have been known to curse. But not in the written word. (Wait do IMs count???)
Well put! I totally agree with you about not cursing in the written word. I’ve been known to let a few words slip (like when someone cuts me off or drop something heavy on my foot), but make every attempt to not do so on my blog
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Totally digging your blog here. Glad to see someone taking a stand on the F-Bomb. Besides, Fuzzle is growing on me. It’s so versatile:
What the Fuzzle?
Fuzzle Me!
Fuzzle You, You Fuzzler!
I could do this all day…
LOL! See? Fuzzle can be addicting. You’ll make your point, feel better, and people won’t be offended. What better way to insult people if they can’t help but laugh. Fuzzle offers a wealth of derivations as you’re discovering, lol!
Totally NOT a fan of cursing. Just don’t really get it I guess. I like Fuzzle. Sounds….fuzzy.
There is one site where I think the f-bombs are appropriate, and that’s at http://www,cracked.com. Hilarious!
But I have to admit, I do like fuzzle.
LMAO! Fuzzle! I need to adopt that. And although I do drop an F-Bomb here and there in person … when driving often … as do my passengers – lol- I don’t often write it? I do like the good ol’ cartoony #@$%*% when mad. But I might steal Fuzzle for driving. The kids are starting to repeat some of my poorly chosen words.
i cant say i dont drop f-bombs all over the place, but i will respect your blog and not drop one here. rather, i will say “frankenheimer” is a good word to substitute, as is “frans defrens”
Well fuzzle that!
I agree Greg good humor can be F-bomb free. I think I have managed that (so far). Although I think I may have used a WTF? (does that count?)
I love this.
I am certain that the best humor is (at least mostly) profanity-free.
Which is why I do not have a book deal. (Okay, there’s probably other reasons there, too.)
No self control, this one.
I was a pediatric nurse for years and simply couldn’t swear. So I used “sugar” as in “Oh, sugar! I dropped a brick on my foot”.
Now I am not nursing anymore, I am cursing more, but I’m OK with that.
Also when my children were little we, of course, had a no bad words rule, but that rule was later modified to “No bad words unless you’re driving.”
Sometimes you just have to do what you gotta do.
Yes, I leave the online cursing to The Bloggess.
In real life, I am guilty of swearing, but I’ve never been able to write or type curse words. Although as my twin Janice said, I have said a few little bad words in IM’s to very, very close friends. Even then, it feels a little weird.