My kids learned all their swear words from me, while I was driving usually.

I'm pretty sure that's where I learned mine! I also remember my mother trying to stop calling other drivers "jerk off," when I really I had no idea why, because jerk wasn't really a bad word.

tommyrot - I cannot believe that I am older than that black hole.

Heh. Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.

I also remember my mother trying to stop calling other drivers "jerk off," when I really I had no idea why, because jerk wasn't really a bad word.

I learned it from my dad while he was driving! And then he blanched when I asked what it meant, and mumbled something and changed the subject.

My first word was "Asshole," Someday, my real dad, Denis Leary, is going to come get me. My mother bent over backward to keep profanity from me, considering how much she uses it. I think she worried about it a bit too long...I was well on my way to being a very special snowflake. Now, that I'm older I understand a little better...Mom grew up in the hood, across the street from the scary, drug-selling, bodega...she was just giving us her best shot at couth and protection, and then what do I wind up asking her about? The scary drug market and her boyfriend that used to steal codeine cough syrup.

Heh.

I also remember bragging to other kids in 5th grade that I knew all the swears and how to use them.

My parents still don't swear in front of me. A few years ago, my dad started to tell me a joke and got part way into it, stopped and looked at my mom. She said, "Oh, good heavens, she's 37, I think it's okay to swear in front of her." So then my dad finished the joke, loaded with a single F-bomb. The joke wasn't so funny, but my dad not wanting to swear in front his full grown adult daughter was pretty funny.

mac learned his from other kids and now knows that if he pushes me enough he will hear "go play your damn ds".

When my younger sister was in 5th grade, she called me a "fuck." My mom was pretty mad. Turns out my sis learned that word on the bus.

I've never heard either of my parents swear, except for one time when my dad called me a "son of a bitch". I not-literally bit my tongue to avoid saying I thought it was rude for him to insult Mom that way.

If Owen needs to communicate a swear word, he uses the first letter. Which is why he calls his Kick-Ass custom lego minifigure, "K.A."

Olivia knows what they are and doesn't her very limited repertoire of profanity unless she's angry. But, when prompted, will answer correctly to the question, "What do we call someone who pulls out in front of Mommy in the minivan" with "jackass."

Now, we curse enough as a family that I told my mother that story about Mrs. Emanuel being relieved when teenaged Rahm let fly with a stream of profanities, and she said "Sounds right to me."