It was "shit" for me. I first learned in my early teen (11-13) it when my dad say it whenever he cock up the meal orders when he was making it (also the only time I heard him cursing reguly).
What was your first curse word? Where did you learn it? And how old were you?
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My first swear word was asshole (or rather, the Swedish variant). I think I was about five and I said it to my brother. Because that guy's an asshole.
I have no idea what my first swear word was, but I know that the first word my brother said was shit. My parents realized that they had to start cleaning up their language after that.
First one was probably fan(Satan), jävlar(devils) or helvete(Hell), which is often used by my mother when something goes wrong. Couldn't say when, but I'd assume around the age of four-five... Seems a bit late though.
Fuck, or to be more accurate "feck". Used in Ireland as punctuation, and in South Africa as a swear word. I was about 5 and couldn't understand why everyone in Ireland thought it was cute, and in South Africa everyone was shocked and kept telling me not to say that.
Manners, they're so regional.
Manners, they're so regional.
I used to call me stepdad a monkey (he acted like one the whole time), it was my first word learned when I was 3. Not a swearword but he did ask for it.
Well, when I got in trouble my dad would ask me a question, "Do you want your ass beat?", to which I thought I was replying perfectly, "No, I don't want my ass beat!" This was when I was probably about 4 or 5. All I knew was that I saw my dad trying to not laugh while telling me to go to my room.
Another story, my brother in preschool called his teacher a "dumbass". The thought of it makes me want to laugh every time. My mom told him not to call people that, and instead that "butthead" was a better alternative. A week later his teacher calls again complaining that my brother is saying butthead, to which my mother replies "Well, at least he's not calling you a dumbass."
Another story, my brother in preschool called his teacher a "dumbass". The thought of it makes me want to laugh every time. My mom told him not to call people that, and instead that "butthead" was a better alternative. A week later his teacher calls again complaining that my brother is saying butthead, to which my mother replies "Well, at least he's not calling you a dumbass."
Would be "******"
And it's not something I learned from a person, but from a video game... on the MAGNAVOX ODYSSEY. It had this speech chip or something in it that was VERY primitive. And one of the games was this learning game mixed with a pitfall wannabe.
For the longest time I thought the game was asking "Which one is the French ******" (I think it was asking which was the "Square", but the speech think broke it into like 3 or 4 syllables). I was 3.
The first word I started using regularly, would probably be "fuck" when I was about 12 or 13, because swearing like that is cruise control for cool at that age (Hint: No, it's not).
Probably not a good thing either since now I can hardly get through a conversation without saying shit or fuck in some way shape or form. Usually something along the lines of "fucking stupid" or something like that. Sure I could just say stupid, but I feel I need more emphasis than that.
EDIT: Apparently I swear bad enough that my friends may be implementing a "swear jar" when we go on our trip. I think that would be a little unbalanced since I'm the only one that frequently swears.
And it's not something I learned from a person, but from a video game... on the MAGNAVOX ODYSSEY. It had this speech chip or something in it that was VERY primitive. And one of the games was this learning game mixed with a pitfall wannabe.
For the longest time I thought the game was asking "Which one is the French ******" (I think it was asking which was the "Square", but the speech think broke it into like 3 or 4 syllables). I was 3.
The first word I started using regularly, would probably be "fuck" when I was about 12 or 13, because swearing like that is cruise control for cool at that age (Hint: No, it's not).
Probably not a good thing either since now I can hardly get through a conversation without saying shit or fuck in some way shape or form. Usually something along the lines of "fucking stupid" or something like that. Sure I could just say stupid, but I feel I need more emphasis than that.
EDIT: Apparently I swear bad enough that my friends may be implementing a "swear jar" when we go on our trip. I think that would be a little unbalanced since I'm the only one that frequently swears.
It's not a word, exactly, but one of my earliest memories is seeing my mother give another driver the finger while I was with her doing errands. Little dove that I was, I asked her, "What does that signal mean?" It was years later before I found out, and years after that before I learned the gesture's origin.
I used the term "saatana", which translates to "satan", by the way. Of course, since I was only three or four when I heard it from my grandfather, I pronounced it rather adorably. I didn't mean anything by it, I just repeated it since I figured it was a popular phrase.
On a related note, occasionally my grandfather was aware I was listening, and instead translated his swears in a humorous fashion. Despite being a finn, he'd exclaim "Satan's namn på svenska", in those exact words. Any swedes on the boards may find this giggle-worthy.
I actually have a habit of swearing like a sailor, but I'll suddenly become well mannered should my mother be present. She raised us not to fear God, but to fear her wrath. To this day, I get chills whenever I catch myself sweating in her presence. She doesn't seem to care, probably just happy she raised us proper. =/
On a related note, occasionally my grandfather was aware I was listening, and instead translated his swears in a humorous fashion. Despite being a finn, he'd exclaim "Satan's namn på svenska", in those exact words. Any swedes on the boards may find this giggle-worthy.
I actually have a habit of swearing like a sailor, but I'll suddenly become well mannered should my mother be present. She raised us not to fear God, but to fear her wrath. To this day, I get chills whenever I catch myself sweating in her presence. She doesn't seem to care, probably just happy she raised us proper. =/
"Damn", from the GI Joe comics I read as a kid. They did this gritty reboot thing, and it so happened to have swears in it. Actually a pretty good comic, from what I remember.
Anyway, I read those before I really understood the idea of "bad" words. Sure, I'd heard darn and dang and crud, etc., but those were all acceptable in our household. The idea of something it was actually straight-up wrong to say completely evaded me.
Anyway, I read those before I really understood the idea of "bad" words. Sure, I'd heard darn and dang and crud, etc., but those were all acceptable in our household. The idea of something it was actually straight-up wrong to say completely evaded me.
Eh, it was probably ass. Was a big wwf(now wwe) fan as a kid, and while they couldn't say most of the swear words I'm pretty sure ass is fair game. Although it was kinda funny that I wasn't allowed to say the word ass in Sunday school when it was in the bibles we all had to have. 
Either one or two, likely from my older brother or father (who say what I did when particularly annoyed by something or someone).
I was a wee baby over at my grandparent's house and was walking around.
Apparently my Grandfather thought it funny to use the handle of his cane to snag my legs.
I said "stop" and "no" several times. Finally, I let the bullet fly and said "fuck off".
Grandfather dropped his cane, in shock, and I was free to walk as I pleased.
I didn't know what the word even really meant (outside of being "one of the worst that you could say") until a good eight or so years later. Nowadays it's part of my offhand vocabulary for when I'm excited or cross and I no longer think of it as a powerful phrase that can prevent canes from keeping me in place.
Funny how that works.
Oh, and for the longest while I thought "Grand Prix" was pronounced "grand pricks" instead of "grahn pree". Oh my, was that ever funny looking back upon it.
"What were you watching on the telly?"
"grand pricks".
I was a wee baby over at my grandparent's house and was walking around.
Apparently my Grandfather thought it funny to use the handle of his cane to snag my legs.
I said "stop" and "no" several times. Finally, I let the bullet fly and said "fuck off".
Grandfather dropped his cane, in shock, and I was free to walk as I pleased.
I didn't know what the word even really meant (outside of being "one of the worst that you could say") until a good eight or so years later. Nowadays it's part of my offhand vocabulary for when I'm excited or cross and I no longer think of it as a powerful phrase that can prevent canes from keeping me in place.
Funny how that works.
Oh, and for the longest while I thought "Grand Prix" was pronounced "grand pricks" instead of "grahn pree". Oh my, was that ever funny looking back upon it.
"What were you watching on the telly?"
"grand pricks".
When I was 4, I said "damn" when my aunt was helping me put my coat on one day, I remember that conversation pretty clearly She instantly scolded me for saying a bad word, and I tried to tell her I meant "dam" like the one downtown in the river, but somehow she saw through my toddler lies and I knew then that adults could not be so easily fooled. I did not swear again for a very long time.
She instantly scolded me for saying a bad word, and I tried to tell her I meant "dam" like the one downtown in the river, but somehow she saw through my toddler lies and I knew then that adults could not be so easily fooled. I did not swear again for a very long time.