Four small letters. One large pet peeve.
I have serious issues with this word. I think it’s rooted deep into my childhood, where very clear lines were drawn about it’s usage. I wasn’t allowed to say it.
Or watch The Simpsons.
And I still derive no pleasure from either. (aaaand, I just lost all The Simpsons fans)
I’m sorry, I know some people are fine with it. I see perfectly respectable people, and their children, saying it all the time. Nonchalantly, no less. As if they’re saying “kitty” or “butterfly” or ” rainbow” or something else equally cute and harmless.
But not me. Or my Wild Things. I have to draw the line somewhere.
And my line stands firmly one step before the word …
*shivers* Ugh, just having to type it makes me feel like a filthy mouthed criminal.
You may think I’m silly, but I can’t get past it. The cold stark truth of it is, some words are bad, and other 100% synonymous words are not.
Poop has a cuss word.
Butt has a cussword.
Pee has a cussword.
And poot, very clearly, has a cussword.