To Swear or Not to Swear…

Okay, so anyone who spends more than a few minutes in my company will soon get onto the fact that I love a bloody good swear.

Fuck this. Fuck that- that’s me, Leary Mc’sweary.

But did you know that swearing is actually good for you?

No shit man.

It lowers blood pressure. Relieves pain. Makes you feel stronger, helps to manage stress.

Fuck yeah. Even typing this is chilling me the shit out.

But despite all these (medically proven) benefits, recently I’ve started to notice that people just aren’t fucking swearing like they used too.  In fact, on a few occasions now, I’ve dropped an ‘F’ bomb only to be met with an awkward silence, a tightening of the lips and an unmistakable air of disapproval.

What the pig shitting twat is going on?

Is swearing going the way of lunch time drinking-somehow no longer acceptable, uncool and uncouth?

If so, why the fuck has no one told me?


I’d love to know what you think.

So don’t be a cunt. Get in touch and let me know.