Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pale of water.
Jack fell down, and broke his crown,
And Jill shouted F*@#!!!
A boy was named Shit. Yes, 'The verb' and 'The noun' were named in respect of him.
His friend was called Fuck.
They drove at a speed of x-kmph.
On Fuck's bike.
Accident.
Fuck died.
Before dying, he looked at his Yamaha R1, and said, SHIT!
After dying, Shit looked at him and cried out, FUCK!!!
And the sheep o' the world followed what the gentlemen had to say...
History teaches us:
Once upon a f*@#ing time there was this f*@#ing shi%%y dood from this bl##dy f*@#ing place in New Jersey. F*@# him man! He was f*@#ing drivin at a sh%%y speed o' 180 km per hour! HAD ta f*@#in crash into some goddamned f*@#in pit hole!
F*@# man! Majorly! f*@# teh system fawr these f*@# limits on mowthaf*@#in every goddamnit thing huh!!?!!
Sheesh! That f*@#in dood was a bro man, f*@#in bro to me! Sheesh!
And so the swearing jacks conquered the world.
"Screw" them.
Swear: I cannot swear a swear.
*Conditions apply.