18 Comments on What “Cussing” Sounds Like in the South
One thing for certain after spending time out West…
Southerners are FAR nicer, friendlier, caring, loving, kind, sweet, engaged, than the bunch of assholes that consume the Western states.
No contest.
Not even close.
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Loco, come to Alaska, you will see how nice we are!
(Although I do admit to being rather fond of Southerners – they are indeed very friendly.)
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When I was a kid, my grandmother would threaten to wash our mouths out with soap if she heard us saying “gosh”, “darn”, “jeez” (even “gee”), etc., because she knew what those words were a substitute for, and she wasn’t having any of our blasphemy. Funny thing is, she wasn’t even originally from the South. As a child, she came down from Indiana in the late 1880’s in a covered wagon. One of her greatest fears was Indians. That and escaped convicts.
🙂
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Take a brand new waffle faced hammer and hit the side of your thumb. Commence swearing like you’ve never heard before. This really works!
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Dadgum is usually used around church. Go to a place called Wildmans in Kennesaw and mention Obama if you want to hear language.
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Dadburn fartknockers, I done took and told you bout that galldang cussin in the house!
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TO Lisl
Do they have tiki bars on the coast there? 😉
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Juuuuuuuust a tad different than whutcha might hear in Joisy!!
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As a born and raised Southerner, I guarantee you,…. we can cuss. We learned it during reconstruction. 🤣🤣🤣
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There’s the King’s English, American English, and then there’s Southern English.
American by birth. Southern by the grace of God!!
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In the west we sometimes use the word “cuss” or “cussing”. I used it around my friend from New Jersey and he made fun of me for being a hillbilly.
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What the Sam Hill… this house looks like a cyclone hit it!, was the harshest language I’d ever hear from my genteel mother if the house wasn’t spotless. I can only recall hearing her say damn one time, and that slipped out after her semiannual Tom Collins, (she indulged in 2 that year, and promptly went to bed).
Dad OTOH, let it rip quite frequently, with the exception of the eff bomb, but he was a cop (at least that was mom’s explanation)!
Even as adults, we’d never curse in front of our parents.
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My cajun coon-ass ex hated the infamous eff bomb so much she had a cuss jar on the kitchen counter. My buddy, who was an Army drill instructor would come over to watch football and toss a $20 in just in case.
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Ask the black bodies swinging in the southern breeze just how nice southerners really are.
If I wanted to see black bodies, I’d just drive to nearest city run by a democRat
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Swiss cheese black bodies line the streets of Chicago. Suppose someone could hoist them into the breeze, but they won’t swing much on account of the holes. Even in the Windy City.
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LL, are you delusional?
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never heard anyone use actual cuss words on either side of my family, except my dad (who was a Montgomery County Motorcycle Policeman) & my great-uncle ‘Tommy’
my Great-Granddad used to ‘Southern’ cuss at times … & other times he just cussed
“Boy, you keep that up & yer gonna get a wangin’ so bad you won’t be able to sit still in church come Sunday”
“That knife is sharp enough to skin the hair off a mouse’s tit”
“Whoo-wee, that pretty little gal is so cute she’d make a preacher go all cock-eyed” (said when I introduced She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed to him … still ain’t quite sure what he meant)
“During the War your Uncle Tommy found a bunch of wine in a French farmhouse & he commenced to drinking it. wouldn’t you know the Krauts found him. he shot up about 10 of them & captured another few or so … now that’s something you need to understand … Uncle Tommy’s a nasty som’bitch when he’s drunk”
“oh, he’s a wonderful cuss, I like him about as much as the Devil likes Holy Water”
“horse feathers!”, “slicker than owl shit”, “dumber than a sack of manure”, & “worthless as dog crap on a boot heel” was often heard
One thing for certain after spending time out West…
Southerners are FAR nicer, friendlier, caring, loving, kind, sweet, engaged, than the bunch of assholes that consume the Western states.
No contest.
Not even close.
Loco, come to Alaska, you will see how nice we are!
(Although I do admit to being rather fond of Southerners – they are indeed very friendly.)
When I was a kid, my grandmother would threaten to wash our mouths out with soap if she heard us saying “gosh”, “darn”, “jeez” (even “gee”), etc., because she knew what those words were a substitute for, and she wasn’t having any of our blasphemy. Funny thing is, she wasn’t even originally from the South. As a child, she came down from Indiana in the late 1880’s in a covered wagon. One of her greatest fears was Indians. That and escaped convicts.
🙂
Take a brand new waffle faced hammer and hit the side of your thumb. Commence swearing like you’ve never heard before. This really works!
Dadgum is usually used around church. Go to a place called Wildmans in Kennesaw and mention Obama if you want to hear language.
Dadburn fartknockers, I done took and told you bout that galldang cussin in the house!
TO Lisl
Do they have tiki bars on the coast there? 😉
Juuuuuuuust a tad different than whutcha might hear in Joisy!!
As a born and raised Southerner, I guarantee you,…. we can cuss. We learned it during reconstruction. 🤣🤣🤣
There’s the King’s English, American English, and then there’s Southern English.
American by birth. Southern by the grace of God!!
In the west we sometimes use the word “cuss” or “cussing”. I used it around my friend from New Jersey and he made fun of me for being a hillbilly.
What the Sam Hill… this house looks like a cyclone hit it!, was the harshest language I’d ever hear from my genteel mother if the house wasn’t spotless. I can only recall hearing her say damn one time, and that slipped out after her semiannual Tom Collins, (she indulged in 2 that year, and promptly went to bed).
Dad OTOH, let it rip quite frequently, with the exception of the eff bomb, but he was a cop (at least that was mom’s explanation)!
Even as adults, we’d never curse in front of our parents.
My cajun coon-ass ex hated the infamous eff bomb so much she had a cuss jar on the kitchen counter. My buddy, who was an Army drill instructor would come over to watch football and toss a $20 in just in case.
Ask the black bodies swinging in the southern breeze just how nice southerners really are.
If I wanted to see black bodies, I’d just drive to nearest city run by a democRat
Swiss cheese black bodies line the streets of Chicago. Suppose someone could hoist them into the breeze, but they won’t swing much on account of the holes. Even in the Windy City.
LL, are you delusional?
never heard anyone use actual cuss words on either side of my family, except my dad (who was a Montgomery County Motorcycle Policeman) & my great-uncle ‘Tommy’
my Great-Granddad used to ‘Southern’ cuss at times … & other times he just cussed
“Boy, you keep that up & yer gonna get a wangin’ so bad you won’t be able to sit still in church come Sunday”
“That knife is sharp enough to skin the hair off a mouse’s tit”
“Whoo-wee, that pretty little gal is so cute she’d make a preacher go all cock-eyed” (said when I introduced She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed to him … still ain’t quite sure what he meant)
“During the War your Uncle Tommy found a bunch of wine in a French farmhouse & he commenced to drinking it. wouldn’t you know the Krauts found him. he shot up about 10 of them & captured another few or so … now that’s something you need to understand … Uncle Tommy’s a nasty som’bitch when he’s drunk”
“oh, he’s a wonderful cuss, I like him about as much as the Devil likes Holy Water”
“horse feathers!”, “slicker than owl shit”, “dumber than a sack of manure”, & “worthless as dog crap on a boot heel” was often heard