You know that you've got a prolific potty mouth when your kids suggest that you give up swearing for Lent.
In the past two years, during the Lenten period, I put a quarter into a jar every time I slipped up and said something naughty. Later, I donated the money, but in a pinch I dipped into it to pay for school lunches.
I must confess, I'm not off to a &*$#%! great start . . . and I haven't even set up the swear jar yet. I think I owe it at least $5.
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