Dangerous Words

When I was a kid, I thought that if you cussed quietly into the kitchen cabinet, it would be okay.  I can remember carefully opening the squeaky brown door and whispering those dangerous words that fell gently upon all of our canned goods.  How silly was that.  Now I just open my front door and scream cuss words outside.



Filed under Gentle Musings

2 responses to “Dangerous Words

  1. B.A.

    Little brother, you really scare me sometimes.

  2. Marie from Germany

    i like the snow on your blog!!!

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