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I LIKE TO CUSS

"What did you just say?"
"It's not lady like to say those words."
"Watch ya mouth."

 Times When I enjoying Cussing:

-When I'm mad
-When I'm rapping (Aintbritrapping ?)
-When I'm acting
-When I'm telling a story

Okay, the kitchen might get a little steamy today so if you can't take the heat, you better get out now. Y'all know I love to laugh and hearing people cuss has always tickled me. I especially loved hearing older black women say those words so cool. I mean, they would say it so fast and so good, it would leave you like "Dang, did she just say what I think she said?"

Now, while I do enjoy cussing, I hate the word "bitch". It really gets under my skin. And no, I don't care how it's used. If you ever hear me refer to you as such, we not friends. It's funny because I always have to have this "Don't call me that" discussion with people at some point and it's really awkward. One time, I told this girl that I don't do the name calling and she got upset and blocked me on everything. I know she gotta be hella mad when I still be popping up in her feed because her friends like me. Damn, that's gotta suck.

When I took my first acting class in high school, my teacher told us that we were only allowed to say "hell" and "damn". That has stuck with me til this day. I try to keep it as PG as possible when writing to you all because:

1. My Mama and her friends are watching me.
2. I want people of all ages to be able to enjoy my work.

Now, I must admit, I love when a director hands me a script with lots of cussing. You better believe, when it's time for me to say "F*** you!" I'm saying it hella hard and you gone feel it in your chest. Sometimes, I actually look for monologues with at least one or two cuss words just so they can know that I don't have to be as innocent as I appear and that I have range. Know what I'm sayin?

I try to limit the times that I use profanity. I do agree that someone who can get through an entire argument or difficult situation, using a wide vocabulary and not a single dirty word  while still getting their point across is a very intelligent and controlled human being. This is not to say that someone who uses profanity is not intelligent, we just don't choose to control our emotions during this time.

 Them: "I am just appalled by this..."
Me: "I just don't underf***ingstand why you can't act right!"

I remember having a really bad day at work. When I got off, I called my then, boyfriend to vent. Now, keep it mind, he used to cuss up a storm on a regular day while I toned it down unless I was telling him a funny story. This was his first time seeing me this upset and I had a few cuss words up my sleeve that I had been holding in all day. This man had the nerve to interrupt me and ask why I had to cuss so much. So now, the cussing had to be directed to him. If I wanted to watch my mouth, I would call my Mom and vent to her. Okay? Hell, I'm not even ready for her to follow me on Twitter because I might let one slip in a tweet.

Look, the moral of the story is, I'm a grown ass woman. I'm respectful of those around me. I'm educated. And I still love the Lord. But I just like to cuss sometimes. Not all the time. I said, some..times. And because I am a grown woman, I need to be able to pour me a drink on some days, cross my legs and say whatever I feel like saying around my homies or my man.

But y'all, don't be cussing these kids out. That ain't right. Call me when they get on your nerves. I'll cuss with you.

-BRIT


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