F is not my favorite letter. I remember when I first learned the f-word I honestly had no idea what it meant. I knew it was bad, but no idea of the actually meaning. Then when I was in high school my German teacher said she'd listened to a talkshow that kept using the f-word. They realized they couldn't do that given their viewership, so they used the word 'floss' instead.
So now I think of that word when something bad happens.
Floss that! Floss you!
Usually I laugh so much that I forget why I was mad. It works.
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