It was a sunny day in the bank.
“What the hell is this shit? Such a long line.” said the husband. “Yea, it’s shit.” said the wife. “Those shitty management, can’t they open more counters? Can’t they see a bee-line here?” husband. Husband takes a line ticket. Wife comments, “What’s the number?”. “1571. Now it’s only 1540. Aww, it’s shit.” husband. “Yea, we came to pay our shit bills, find a parking at this shit area, skip our lunch, take a shit ticket now we have to tolerate with this shit.” wife. Me..(looking with eyes wide open). They complement each other seriously. The Yin and the Yang. East and the West. The lock and key. Winnie and the Pooh. Blood and Iron. Transformers and all spark.
What i was surprised of was not their language, but how shit was used. Shit can be used in everyway the speaker desires. Shit it’s cold. Hot as shit. Food taste like shit. Shit that’s good. Who’s that shit? Fucking shit. Shit you’re kidding me. Shit man..(slang). Shit la you. Dumb shit. Shit service. Shit people. Jam like shit. etc etc.
I can just picture that couple on their wedding day. “You bought me this shit ring? You shit head.” “What you expect?” “I expected a bigger shit diamond. Mom, i married a shit husband.” Husband dumbfounded. In his head “Shit i married the wrong one too.” haha
Ever wonder why a body excretion has blended into our language so conveniently these days? No matter old or young, rain or shine. Can you prevent yourself from saying shit for a day?
Shit, you can’t.
~~signing off
