I don't expect this to make it through the no doubt rigorous censorship process, but damn it, I feel compelled to suggest an alternate title: The Flying Fuck.
And ya know what? It made it through.
I'm European. Such (as my old English teacher used to say) blunt Anglo-Saxon remarks don't scare me.
Hee! I'm Canadian; we're born with a beer in each hand and the vocabulary of a drunken sailor. I'm going to steal the word 'blunt' to use by way of excusing my expletives in the workplace!
I don't expect this to make it through the no doubt rigorous censorship process, but damn it, I feel compelled to suggest an alternate title: The Flying Fuck.
And ya know what? It made it through.
I'm European. Such (as my old English teacher used to say) blunt Anglo-Saxon remarks don't scare me.
Hee! I'm Canadian; we're born with a beer in each hand and the vocabulary of a drunken sailor. I'm going to steal the word 'blunt' to use by way of excusing my expletives in the workplace!