I'm the ones my friends refuse to play Scruples with because I can't even fake a claim I'd do the "wrong" thing with a straight face. And I used to not swear at all - I've added an occasional damn to my vocabulary recently.

My momma would smack me from heaven.

I sometimes say the little words, s, d, and h...but I don’t touch the others. Too risky. It doesn’t bother me at all to hear other people swear.

And, I can’t lie...I don’t know how the fake president does it.

Was my daughter in late teens - all of a sudden (for maybe a year) every other word out of her mouth was the F-word. I told her that I wasn't going to try to regulate her conversations with anyone else, but when she was speaking with me she needed to minimize the swear words to when context made it appropriate - out of respect for me.

I figured it also would teach her situational control - which is absolutely essential for anyone who does swear. I always laughed when my students would think I said a swear word - at a point in my life when I would not even have uttered anything even as mild as damn or hell. If they are not in your vocabulary, you can't accidentally utter them at inappropriate times. If they are - you need to be sure you have tight situational control (or never be in a situation in which swearing is inappropriate).

Thankfully, she's outgrown that phase.

B u t t was a dirty word in my home growing up. And we were never allowed to call siblings names like dumb dumb, idiot, fool, etc. EVER.

Then, in high school, my moms bff the librarian taught me a love of vocabulary. A great lady.

Language is important.

not said in polite company. I was appalled around a decade ago when it started appearing in newspapers.

My general meme is that people who swear lack imagination to think of any thing other than shock words to express themselves . . . which I guess, in an odd way, confirms the OP (it takes some level of imagination to be able to lie).

If lying, trying to sound normal and proper might seem important.

Maybe that is why I prefer to call "it" the Fucking Moron like Tillerson did. When I was teaching the average student's name was Szumhyllw (parents try to out-create each other with invented names, often with few vowels and impossible to pronounce). The hardest part of teaching was remembering their names and not swearing in front of the kids.

When you teach first grade you learn a lot quickly. I got schooled in profanity my first year teaching that grade. One kid raised his hand and narced on another kid, "Miss BP, So and So said a bad word". "OK, come up and whisper what it was in my ear" (I learned you do not ever say it out loud...a 6 year old rule apparently). He tells me it was the S-word. I assume it is "shit". Never assume. He whispered in my ear "stupid". "Uh huh, go sit down. So and So, don't say that out loud anymore". Really, what else could you do? I wanted to laugh but couldn't of course.

Hot damn, your wife is cool!

Now I’m gonna go kiss my dog with this mouth.

I wish I weren’t...but damn, I can’t help it. I’ve got a degree in English lit and I’m a lover of words and language but sometimes a well place swear word is, well, it’s perfect. Funny story...to me anyway...my son is now 13 and when he was 2, we were driving out of the canyon where we live...he’s in his rear facing car seat humming away and happy as a little clam. Right before we hit the main road there’s a set of train tracks where we often have to stop and wait for a train. This particular day a train beat us to the crossing and my exact words were, “darn it, a train.” My precious two year old in his rear facing car seat yells “fucking train!” Mama reigned it in right there and did my best to keep my mouth in check.

I have quite the potty mouth. What I didn't learn from watching my dad fix the car and do his carpentry, I learned on the school bus.

Profanity is the crutch of the inarticulate motherfucker.