I probably use the words fuck, fuckin', fuck a fucking a, motherfucking fuck, what in the living fuck, what a fucking fuck, look at this motherfucker, etc hundreds and hundreds of times a day. No fucking shit. It's my favorite fucking word in the whole English language. I like to fucking put the fucking word fuck between fuckin' every fucking last word that isn't the word fuck every motherfucking chance I fucking get.
You get the point. Aren't I so cool? I kinda speak like that fucking asshole on that Hell's Kitchen show -- who I absolutely hate vis a vis how honestly evil he is to the cooks on his show. That guy is a fuck and I would totally tell that fucker to go fuck himself, having worked in the industry as long as I have.
But my industry is one where I must be perpetually kind, understanding, so not being angry or not acting so angry is pretty easy for me, because I never ever say "fuck you" to someone's face under any circumstances -- only as a joke or in ribbing. As in, I would never cut someone down. I'm not here on Earth to hurt anyone's feelings and as far as I know, I've never made a single enemy in all of my life. There are various people who don't get me at first, but I adapt and eventually they come around to see that in all true reality, no matter how angry I may sound, no matter what fucking injustice or lack of logic and empathy I may get upset about, it's just the way I talk.
I pick and choose my political conversations though. I can easily converse with a conservative as much as I can a liberal. But you know who I hate the most anymore? Liberals, sniveling liberals. They are an embarrassment. Why? Because they're not even fucking liberal or leftist or whatever. So I fall back on sports talk, talk of earthquakes, have you ever read PKD, OH I love Carl Sagan!, can you believe this weather, did you hear about the mudslides in China, did you hear Ted Stevens died in a plane crash, etc etc. . .
You wanna know what my liberal friends said around a table a while back about me? 82_28, YOU'RE ALWAYS THE BEARER OF BAD NEWS. Then everybody at the table agreed. I said no, I'm not! I'm just telling you what I fucking read earlier and thought it was fucking interesting.
My girlfriend's brother had a meltdown on Christmas day with me. He said, "I am so fucking sick and tired of your conspiracies and your weird ideas." Which I normally respond to such things with a "Well, you can't shake a stick at that. Duly noted." type thing.
Anyhow. . .
Fuck em' all to fucking hell. I do, think, talk and love how I please. I love everybody unless you happen to be evil. I feel like I am a good judge of evil people. I rarely get angry, I just sound like it!

There is no me. There is no you. There is all. There is no you. There is no me. And that is all. A profound acceptance of an enormous pageantry. A haunting certainty that the unifying principle of this universe is love. -- Propagandhi