In regards to Ralphie’s “Fudge” - You remember 1st time cussing in front of parents?

Dropping the N bomb in front of my mother after my father told me and my brother it was fine to call them that.

I learned on that day that my father was wrong.

I don't think I ever said a curse word in front of my parents.

It was storming and I was sitting at the kitchen table doing homework. My brother came in the room and took a chair from the table so he could reach a jar of butterscotch candies above the stove. There was a crash of thunder and my brother got started and dropped the jar of butterscotch and it smashed right by my feet and I yelled “Holy Sh*t!”

My mom was within earshot and she was not happy for multiple reasons. She made me take a teaspoon of cod liver oil. It was awful.

Minding my own business walking into the kitchen and accidently bump a pot on the stove. Mom, who must of been in a bad mood, slaps me on the head. Me, must of just gotten in a bad mood, call her a shite arse, wrong move. She's on the phone and can't get to me so I make a break for it. My older two sisters were in the kitchen also and they make after me, catching me outside. Bring me back in like I was an old western outlaw with a bounty on my head. My mom drags me into her and daddy's room as dad was sitting reading the paper and watching either gun smoke or perry mason. She tells him what I said, and I sit on the bed until whatever show was over with. After the show was over he gets up and unwraps his leather belt and commences to work on me. Lesson learned.

I was in the 2nd grade, the week before LSU played Ole Miss. I was allowed to say "Go to Hell Ole Miss, go to Hell".

I thought that allowed me to clearance to continue on with my foul mouth ways. I was rudely mistaken.

Handful of days later, dropped the F-Bomb in front of my mother (I had no clue what it meant, heard someone in school say it). She wore me out that afternoon, and for the life of me, I cannot remember if she told my dad or not when he got home. But if she did, he would have just picked up where she left off.

Lesson learned.

Yea I was about 5. Watching the movie Twister and I repeated “shite” when they said it in the movie.

Got a whoopin for that