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Dec 2012
****.

It's one of my favorite words.

It's a verb, a noun, an adjective.

It's amazing.

You can say anything and add emphasis with ****.

I'm ******* tired.

You're a little ******.

*******.

It adds a jaded air to words that could have once sounded plain.

I'm so sick of this ******* place.

This ******* town doesn't have anything I want anymore.

It adds anger and frustration.

*******!

What's your ******* problem?

Leave me the **** alone.

It does so much.

It angers parents.

It makes you a middle school hero.

It makes you an average high school student.

It turns you into elementary school pariah.

It makes you an awesome old person.

It makes you a frighteningly upset parent.

**** can transform you from a quiet nobody to a very ******* somebody.
Tasha Gill
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Tasha Gill  Mankato, MN
(Mankato, MN)   
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