Are these curse words for any other families? My Dad uttered it daily, when he couldn’t find a tool, or his shoes, or anything to eat.
That’s how I feel right now. I can’t find a story to write.
Twelve more days of this torture I signed up for.
A high school friend wrote on the first day of my experiment, “Don’t let me down!” Ugh. The guilt. But it’s working because I know I could never sleep tonight if I didn’t get something posted. Thank you, Jane.
You’re welcome….anything to help you going! Jeez!
Oh hell’s bells. Just make something up. Write about going to the grocery store. Never let the truth get in the way of a good story. Now put that under your hat. 🙂
Dear, Yvonne. Hells Bells! That was Mom’s favorite. Haha.
Old evil friend. That Jane.
Dear, Robert. Right?
Well, those are certainly unique swear words to say the least! See, you’re gettin there! Congratulations!
Dear, Sally. Wrasser Frasser was multi-purpose – directed at or description of said person, place or thing.