Limping into church on crutches to see my son’s preschool performance, I tripped and quietly said, “Oh sh*t…”
My mom behind me was not happy, “God damn it, Laurie! Stop swearing! We’re in church for **ck sake!”
Limping into church on crutches to see my son’s preschool performance, I tripped and quietly said, “Oh sh*t…”
My mom behind me was not happy, “God damn it, Laurie! Stop swearing! We’re in church for **ck sake!”