"C" Word

What is it about the "C" word that most women find so offensive? I tried to use it today when I was cut off by some bitch on her cell phone driving her 47 kids around in the Expedition. I could see that she was quite distracted by all the goings-on in her vehicle, but come on!! I had to slam on my brakes and almost get hit by the car behind me. I was so mad that I tried to call her the "C" word, but it wouldn't come out of my mouth. I was left wondering why I couldn't say it.
Maybe it's the same as Tony who hates the word "nipple" or Jenna who hates the word "moist", or Megan who hates the word "scaffolding"? Scaffolding? really? Why would you use "hate" to describe your feelings about scaffolding? Hmmm.
I just don't know why I hate the "C" word. It brings to mind that scene in "Silence of the Lambs" when Clarice Starling goes to the prison to meet Hannibal and gets Migs' semen thrown at her and he tells her, "I can smell your c***." SEE!! I can't even type it!

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akacontinues said…
I love Cheerios. I can repeat it over and over again. It bring me nothing but pleasure....I will scream it from the Mtn. tops. The Honey nut are my favorite.
8/11/2006 1:08 AM
Marin said…
I'm partial to the new fruity ones myself.
8/28/2006 10:21 AM
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