Peig Sayers (1873 – 8 December 1958)
Well thank fuck for that then... (Oh... and if they come from the keyboard?)
As long as it is a relief for your heart, my friend.
Wise words. Sometimes we may blurt things out but don't truly mean it.
Ah, I have the opposite problem Mark, as I suspect many of us have, and with much more than curses, namely that I blurt things out that I really mean, but would have been better keeping silent.
And then there are those who, unlike Andrew do not wear their heart on their tongue, do "swallow" everything. A kingdom for the right mixture!