So I cuss every once in a while. But I live in Colorado, where they bleep out pretty much half of every Black Eyed Peas song (should be illegal, I say) on the radio, so I try to watch my potty mouth. "Gosh darned," and "What the heck," and "Foeeey" (my f-bomb in disguise) just don't feel very satisfying though.
But I have kids. And live in Colorado.
Now I've been vindicated! A scientific study proves what I already knew: cussing makes you feel better. Just when you hurt yourself, according to the study, but it's a start, right?
Right?? Hell yeah.