what age did you first say "fuck"?

My parents cursed often and well, which meant I didn't need to. My first abashed "fuck" I said in ninth grade. Even now I employ it self-consciously, as in "I will now insert `fuck' into this sentence.'"

When I was about 7 I drew cartoons (or a bunch of ugly scribbles I liked to think of as cartoons, anyway) - I drew one at school with someone saying "oh fuckeroonie", which I thought was a brilliant word I had made up, and passed it around my friends, who found the word unusually hilarious and made me hide the cartoon when the headmistress came by, to my confusion

At the same age, kids at school threw around the word "shit" like nobody's business. I thought it was slang that only our school used, since I never heard it from my parents or on the kids' TV they let me watch. When we went on a schools' day out with other schools in the area I was surprised to hear the other kids saying it too.

I changed school a couple of years later and was shocked that the kids there said "damn" (lol posher school), cz my parents had told me never to say that, whereas they'd never mentioned "shit" or "fuck".

Oh I must have been in my teens. Maybe even later on. I went to a very strict school - we weren't even allowed to speak in a dialect on the playground - and I took it to heart. Nowadays? In English I will through in fuck quite a lot but in my own language I tend not to.

Unsurprisingly I learned it at school. It must have been first grade when I first uttered the word.

had a fairly comprehensive portfolio of profanity by the time i reached school, probably before playgroup even

i have a vague memory of being given a parental wallop for calling someone a cunt which put me off using the word for a long time after, perhaps as much as 5 minutes

i said the n-word and lex pretend's parents flew over the pondy wondy and gave me a right good thrashing, pip pip

http://images.icanhascheezburger.com/completestore/2008/12/19/128741714911077112.jpg

hahaha

5 yrs old - yelled it into a microphone at a party in front of my mortified mother

what age did you first say "perchance"?

i said the n-word and lex pretend's parents flew over the pondy wondy and gave me a right good thrashing, pip pip

― delmar dillinger (Whiney G. Weingarten), vrijdag 2 september 2011 20:25 (32 minutes ago) Bookmark

rofl... the "pip pip" at the end kills me

dying

3 yr old my gf babysits keeps saying "god damn it" at quiet moments in this long drawn out resigned way its hilarious

suggest unbanned whiney

Throughout my earlier childhood I had a virtual phobia of swearing, despite the fact that my parents weren't completely averse to it. I'd go as far as to spell out any controversial word when relating its occurrence - whether it was f-a-r-t or the dreaded b-l-o-o-d-y. Eventually, I relented and began using anything up to and including 'shit' - but two words remained verboten.

It was when I was 14, in the school dining hall. A friend of mine (although back then more of a low-level bully - weird how the dynamic shifted) was, as usual, trying to wind me up. He knew full well of my aversion. So it was that he made his fateful accusation: "You fuck horses". To which my response: "I don't fuck...................oh".

This was obviously a disaster, and disastrous times require stern measures. Namely, mental tabulation of the precise number of times that foul word had passed my lips. Once the first had happened, it was inevitable that without a virginity to preserve, I'd find it easier to fall prey, and so it proved. However, I retained a particle of self-control, compounded by a keen memory, and the fruits of my obsession tallied thirty-six fucks (lamentably annexed by two cunts - how the star had fallen!) when the edifice I'd spent my youth upon was annhilated for good.

For then it was that other school-friends of mine, having grown aware of my unique disincentive, gathered about me in counsel and beseeched that I depart this misery once and for all. "Try it, just swear! Just say fuck!" Well, what was I to do? I yielded, haltingly at first, but then with a savage catharsis, repeatedly, at the four walls of the room, out through the door and into the world beyond. Out, out they flew, uncountable myriad, dashing to as many pieces the resolve of yesterday! Fuck! Cunt! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

I often think back to that moment where I leapt the precipice, and I wonder whether sometimes integrity is a thing best left slain. But really, it wasn't a fact of integrity. There were thirty-eight reasons I did what I did, and whatever the number is now, I know more firmly than ever that it is the other words which count for most.

yeah, the thing that made me and my sister laugh so much re my niece is that she was pulling off inflections and substitutions and facial expressions which were totally "d00d it;ls the 21st century get with the programme!" -- but she's very good at making us laugh, which is probably storing up trouble (she can get out of bother with US, she knows how to put on a show, but at some point she's going to encounter someone with another set of rules)

my mum would have found this all VERY funny

I was about 16, I think. My parents didn't curse around me until I was about 18-19, even though I'd pretty much gotten the (correct) impression that my mother had a filthy mouth much earlier.

Probably not until I was 12. I didn't know what it meant.

I very clearly remember deciding to say it in a conversation when I was 11.

i first said 'cunt' when i was 7 iirc

good times

Age 6. My friends were debating as to whether the correct spelling was "fuk" or "fuck", so I asked my mom.

Said it v young. Wrote it on the board in huge writing aged six, got in bug trouble. Rebel.

Big trouble, no bugs present.

still waiting for the right moment, it's gonna be awesome

12? Always said bloody hell.

jel i find it hard to believe you have ever said fuck! you are way too nice

ps it is time you ventured into central london again to visit us

further to my accidental discovery of the word aged 7, I probably didn't use it again until a conspiratorial "lol rude words" conversation with schoolfriends aged about 10, and didn't attempt to insert it nonchalantly into a sentence until I was 12 or so and trying to sound tough (at school, again)

it probably didn't slip out unplanned until at least 18, but now I have a bad habit of muttering it if things go even mildly wrong, or occasionally if I'm on my own and have just randomly been struck by the memory of something stupid or embarrassing from a decade ago

was rather naive re: cunt, however; probably didn't even know this was a word until well into my teens. remember reading magazine interviews aged 13-14 and being confused as to why they'd starred "c***" out cz neither "crap" nor "cock" made sense or seemed worth starring

called my lil brother a cunt when i was nine, it was just another word i'd learned off the headmaster's son tbh. He told on me, i got destroyed.