Are you kidding me? You still got it, Burning Man.
I am sure that this will come as no surprise but my Grandmother...you remember the one that I clocked in the head with my yo-yo and almost killed?...
Yeah, that Granny. She washed my mouth out once with a bar of ivory soap when I was about 10.
It didn't help
I learned.
I learned not to swear within her ear shot.
Who needs finishing school anyway?
It was all downhill after that Hahaha! I blame it on soap trauma.