Ottensen said:

Curse words of any kind, and the N-word was absolutely never uttered.

Referring to anyone as a liar; the word carried such heavy weight during my parent's generation growing up in the deep south (being accused of being one over even the smallest of perceived infractions could get you lynched with the quickness in their day)---that it had enough of an imprint on their hard drive that we were raised to only use euphemisms to describe one who spoke untruthfully.

Interesting. Calling someone a liar carried a really heavy weight in my family, too.

Ottensen said:

Curse words of any kind, and the N-word was absolutely never uttered.

Referring to anyone as a liar; the word carried such heavy weight during my parent's generation growing up in the deep south (being accused of being one over even the smallest of perceived infractions could get you lynched with the quickness in their day)---that it had enough of an imprint on their hard drive that we were raised to only use euphemisms to describe one who spoke untruthfully.

Oh, I'd forgotten about that one. To tell someone, "YOU A LIE!" were fighting words. I remembe playing with a girl in the neighborhood who said the word "lie," used in any context, was a curse word in her house. It was not cursing, in our house, to say some thing was a lie, but to call someone a lie was a different story.

My first word was "Shit." The only word that ever made my mom flinch was the word "cunt," but

we never really used it anyway.

If you were calling someone a liar you had better be able to back it up.

Telling anyone in my house "you have to, or, you better," would cause a shit ton of problems.

My mom: "I don't HAVE to do a motherfuckin thing and you best get out my face..."

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We were not allowed to use curse words of any sort. "Dang it" or "darn it" were as rough as we were allowed to get. And my parents tried to follow their own rules. My mother would occasionally let a "damn" or "shit" slip (probably because she had four children under the age of 7 and thus, greater occasion to use them ), but my dad's favorite was always "fiddlesticks."

We were also not allowed to say "shut up" - ever. That was considered extremely rude and a punishable offense.

Hell no, we weren't allowed to cuss in front of our parents and that's how it should be. You would get your ass beat if you did. Yes, they cussed but they were grown. We cussed like sailors everywhere else though, just not in front of them.

I never cussed in front of my mother until I was grown. After that, I didn't hold anything back. Hell, we used to cuss together....

"Did you see what that bitch had on?".....

"Oh honey shit, that bitch needs her ass beat leaving the house in those tight ass sweatpants."....

"I hear ya, they're all up in the crack of that cat".....

(sniff) (sniff) "I smell fish".....

"Motherfucker, your ass is crazy"....

"And they wonder why gay men exist. Hell, if that's pussy, dick has got to be better!".....

"Take your crazy ass on out of here before you make me choke on my drink!"......

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We were beaten or had our mouths washed out with soap for any type of curse word or the word "NO" said when we were told to do something.

Now, my father had a drinking problem and he and my mother would get into some "heated discussions" where curse word were used liberally.

My feeling,when I had my daughter, was if you don't want her to swear when she gets upset then don't let those words escape your mouth. For a long time I was very successful. (I only started swearing infront of her in the last few months that she was living with me).