My parents just recently started swearing and I love it. I told my mom the guy I was dating was 6’5” and she said “are…. You…. Shitting me.” I died laughing
My mother got this one from granny….“You’re like a whore at a bastards christening!!”
Never quite worked out what it meant, but there you go.
Buggerlugs & twatbags were 2 other favourites, honestly it was like living with Mary Poppins.
Oh my mom was full of swears and sort-of-swears. All the usual shits, damns, and fucks, of course, and the occasional “fudgesicle” when in polite company. My favorites though, were always some kind of combo:
Fuck a duck.
Shit on a brick.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
What in the holy hell?
Christ in a handbag.
You smell like a French whorehouse (too much perfume).
God damn it to hell.
Jesus motherfucking Christ.
Augustlan Lol, that’s quite a list! My father was much more restrained. He wouldn“t take the Lord’s name in vain but his delivery was quite heated just the same! The one time I ever heard him use the word shit! my jaw dropped open. He didn’t know anyone was around to hear him not setting a good example.
Do not recall my parents swearing much while I was young but in their latter years Dads favorite was “Swine” usially said with venomous intent toward a democratic president on TV.
Moms is “Arsehole” used toward anyone whom she percieves to be disagreeing with her particular outlook; the list of which becomes longer the deeper into dementia she sinks.
My mother never swore very much. An occassional damn was about it. With my father it was usually when he got hurt. You tend to get banged up on a farm. Motherfucker, son of a bitch, bastard and fuck were his staples.