Slang

Ah, slang.

Remember first learning to swear, and how incredibly cool you thought it was to say "shit" or "damnit" at the top of your lungs? How incredibly adult and mature sounding you felt you were? You would literally say any word, regardless of meaning, just because it was new and bound to offend someone if they heard you. Or get your ass beaten into the next century (one or the other).

MidSis was reading an Anne McCaffrey book when she was about eleven, and asked my grandmother what a cunt was. She may have gotten her mouth washed out with soap. I know I did, at least twice! That was the first time I'd ever heard that word, and I'd certainly no clue that it was in reference to a vagina. I grew up in a family of girls. Whenever we referred to parts, we referred to them by proper names. We had no reason to refer to them as slang, they were just parts of us....no nicknames, no cutsey things...just parts of our bodies.

Periodically, I still manage to hear some things that make my skin crawl. Like....hm...tipdrill. I find that to be very derogatory. Hateful, even.

What about you?