Damp and plaster it
was what my ex used to say, as did his dad before him.

My dad's wife used to say hells, bells and buckets of blood. I actually quite hope this is the end she meets.

I have become quite good at saying bother! when in polite company, but I have let out an accidental fucksocks at work :( Also, one time I said bother very emphatically while I was serving someone and he laughed and told me he was impressed with my self control when I obviously had a much stronger word in mind.

Poochunks* is an old favourite. One of my tiny playmates invented this word when we were in infants school and I have used it ever since.

EDIT: oh and on the forum that I used to run I ran amok with the swear filter. Fuck became feck, cunt became Scunthorpe, and shit was Holy Zarquon's Singing Fish! which got on people's nerves after a while.

*as was discussed the other day, when it was ventured that poochunks could be pooflake's dad. A chip off the old block, according to BK :(
( warmfuzzies Isn't here, Tue 3 Mar 2009, 18:55, Reply)