You know… I really love my family.. I love my husband and my children, and while we are on the subject, I love God. But I REALLY love to drop the “f” bomb when I’m needing an intense adjective, a pissed off noun, or the occasional verb. Somehow, no matter how many full ride college educations to Harvard I can pay for out of the swear jar, I simply can not dispose of this word. Fuck it.