Monday, September 28, 2009


I think it is time we retired the term “F-Bomb” commonly used when describing the “F-Word” (Franks, as in Franks and Beans, oh, excuse me, “F-bombs” and beans).

“I just ate 17 F-bombs tonight and they all had mustard!”
“Man, I can’t believe there aren’t any F-bombs at this barbeque!”
“Who the Fuck put this F-bomb in the middle of my salad?”

I know you want to temper the impact of this explosive piece of vocabulary, but really it’s just a Hot Dog in the end. I think we can eliminate the “F-bomb” term and give “Frank” its rightful place back in the American dictionary of love and good times.

Don’t even get me started on the “N-word” (Night-sweats).

2 reaction(s)::

The mad woman behind the blog said...


read that like it was a dirty ol man being faintly amused by your post.

And then wonder why the hell I sound like a dirty ol man.


Yeah, you caught me, I'm trolling thru your archives. Watcha gonna do about it?

Millions Of Atoms Man said...

The last time I had my archives trolled, I had to pay for it (wasn't cheap) so to get it for free? Sign me up!

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