Tag: cussing at work
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Is bleepin’ cussing necessary?
I’m crawling into a shrub, my shirt dampening with dew from its leaves and my ponytail unraveling in the branches. I’m pulling my Yorkie away from cat feces that he’s attempting to eat, and I’m throwing down a few cuss words. “Cat poo” doesn’t cut it. Neither does “darn it.” I’m carrying my Yorkie away…
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