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Date Range: 07/13/1995 To 08/05/2007   Comments: 13   Views: 19,669
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Sonofabitch SONOFABITCH sonsonsonofabitch. Long, loud, under the breath, whenever, wherever appropriate or inappropriate.

This is my father's favourite word. I tried to stay on his good side growing up because he's such a moody one. Learned a good word from Dina - mercurial. That's what he is man. He doesn't talk very much but when he does it's not usually worth listening to. Man alright I know I'm not supposed to talk about my old man like that but jesus he's a mess.

My mother never swears. Like ever. She doesn't even say "christ" or "oh for god's sake". She's not super religious or anything but she just never swears. I feel bad for talking smack in front of her, even though everyone my age does it - the "F" word isn't really a bad word like when we were little, right, if we heard it I thought my mom would faint of a heart attack.

So one day the dude will be totally happy and singing in the shower and the next minute he's raging about something or other, never knew half the time what he was on about anyway. We'd tried to tune him out, but he'd work himself up into a hate ball and then it would always come blame someone - usually my older brother during his fight fire with fire years when him and my dad would go at it like no one's business while mom stood there and wrung her hands back and forth.

Or the neighbor. God man this guy George was such a hick, I think he came from somewhere in the NWT where they don't electricity or something because man that guy was whacked out. My father hated this guy- like hated him for real. Everything that happened in the neighborhood got blamed on this guy. I never talked to him, dad forbade it even though bro used to make a point to go chat up George just to dig at my dad.

Dad would come in raging about sonofabitch this and sonofabitch that and we'd roll our eyes and tune him until the wind subsided. One day he was steaming and called George a sonofabitch to his face and oooh man the dude got like totally peeved off and stared at my father and said "What did you call me?"

My dad starts hollering, "You heard me you sonofabitch!"

George glares at him and turns and walks in his house and I kid you not the crazy mofo comes out with a gun. Some big shotgun thing. So MY dad goes in and gets his hunting rifle, and these two idiots stand there on their porches holding their guns and staring each other down. (They're not pointing them at each other, but they are carrying them. You gotta remember this is like suburban Toronto, not hicksville Innuit country or downtown Detroit.)

My mother doesn't even get mad she just picks up the phone and walks outside and calls the police. My dad screams "Sonofabitch!" and storms inside, grabs his gear and goes camping for a few days to calm down.

George stood there not moving until my mother looked at him and said something like "Oh grow up and get back inside to your family where you belong, not out here carrying on."

She walks by me and mutters under her breath "both of them are sonsofbitches sometimes."

The only time I ever remember her swearing.

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Sep 2007
Rose Jones said:
posted on Jan 28, 2008
Why Detroit

I live in Detroit area (not in the city, but in the Suburb). You said something to the effect about Downtown Detroit. We have just built a 300 million dollar hotel in Downtown Detroit. We boast the MGM, Motor City and Greektown Casinos. Every summer just before the 4th of July, the city of Detroit hosts a fireworks show downtown at the Hart Plaza that draws over 1.5 million people from all over the world. In two weeks on the Campus Martius in Downtown Detroit, there will be what we refer to as the Winter Blast. There will be ice skating, all kinds of ice shows and of course the Warming Huts where one can come in from the cold and still view the winter activities. Yes we always get the black mark, but the City of Detroit is very beautiful. If you are ever this way, hit me up and I will be delighted to show you around.

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Brian Childers said:
posted on Jan 28, 2008

Touche. I've only been there once, and some dude tried to jack our car (no joke). I imagine every city has a bad area. No offense intended towards Detroit per se. :)

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Aug 2007
Kimberly Johnson said:
posted on Mar 31, 2008
one of my father's favorite words too

I always wondered if it meant more that the mother was the b*tch or whether the person being called SOB was son of a dog.... ?

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Jodie Andrefski said:
posted on Apr 01, 2008
great close

Your mom's final comment there was a classic. Way to go Mom! =) heh

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Simone Adams said:
posted on Apr 24, 2008

It just goes to show that you never know what a mother is capable of... given the chance she'll surprise you! I think all mother's have that hidden side in them somewhere. They repress it for the sake of being a dutiful wife and mom, but when provoked...whoa nelly!!

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Susan Janneck said:
posted on Nov 06, 2008

I like that word only because I can feel the stress melt away when I say it. It's like a release valve. I hate the "f" word because it is so uncouth and vulgar whereas the "s" word I can take. Now as for your father, he sounds like he is a bipolar disorder where one minute you can be the happiest person in the world and the next you are a raging inferno. It is a real trip trying to co-exist with someone like this. Your mother sounds like such a dear. So try not to be too hard on your dad. He just might not be able to help himself. Then on the other hand he might just be a plain old "sonofabitch".

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nansy jones said:
posted on Nov 08, 2008

Really way to go Mom:):)!Loved her line ..another good story;)

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Betsy Rooney said:
posted on Dec 19, 2008

Heh heh.  Mom gets the last word.  Love it!

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Emeniano Acain Somoza said:
posted on Jan 17, 2009

is a good story here wtg!

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Melannie Godfrey Love said:
posted on Jan 04, 2011
Choice Words . . .

Hi Brian,

I see that this has been posted for a couple of years, however, today is my first time to read it. 

I am no saint by anyone's greatest stretch of imagination and my now adult children have heard me utter every word you listed/eluded to at some point in their lives, if not, more often (though not taking God's name in vain bc that makes my skin crawl to even be around ppl who do use that term).  However, for the most part, I tend to exchange words/sayings for traditional curse words which my children remember, as well.  For example, SOB is "Sunny Beaches", the "S" word translates to "Spit" and "Damn" tends to come out "Dog Biscuits", etc.  Just thought I'd share my altered vocabulary with you so that one day, should you be/become a parent, you might consider that you have many more options that, when used in the same tone of voice, can replace traditional cursive language yet still let off the steam of life.  Have a great day, Brian  :~D

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Brian Childers said:
posted on Jan 04, 2011

I will never become a parent, can't even imagine!

I had to edit something - momsers made me ;)

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May 2008
Charisma R said:
posted on Feb 12, 2011
Love this story!

You know, I said that too. That I'll never get married or have kids...ha joke's on me.  Nah, really, I wouldn't trade it or them for the world. You really can't imagine until you do. Or should that be you say I do. lol :)

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Aug 2007
Brian Childers said:
posted on Feb 15, 2011

yeah where have you been geeez!???