Cheryl and I disagree on when it is appropriate to swear. Cheryl is firmly in the “never” camp. I on the other hand am a firm believer in the well placed, as needed, off color explicative.
We were all walking through the park. I feel kind of silly because I was looking down, so I should have seen it coming. No sooner did I notice the writing on the floor did I feel a thump on my head. “Holy Newtonian physics Batman, that bird just let go on your head!” At that moment, in the middle of Bush Gardens, I let out a perfectly timed, fully appropriate, “oh shit!” Cheryl showed her disapproval of my suddenly colorful language with a color full gesture of her own, a none to subtle whack on the head. It wasn’t until she looked at her hand that she understood.