The Cuss Control Academy, submitted by me. I'm all for telling other people how they should and shouldn't express themselves, but these guys should really shut up. The Cuss Control Academy does not approve of your use of bad language, and feels the only way to save you from yourself is to sell you books and $2,500 speaking engagements. Why should you stop cussing so gosh darn much?
You really don't win an argument by swearing. You don't prove that you are smart or articulate. You don't earn respect or admiration.
They've obviously never seen my old high school's Tourrette's Debate Team in action. Not since the Kennedy-Nixon debate had a discussion of tax reform included so many instances of the word "cunt".
Simply put, if I had Johnny Manziel’s physical gifts, you better believe I would be there in the Weight Room, getting to bed early, doing whatever I had to do to be the best possible athlete I could be. I wouldn't be posting on social media about sucking titties. I wouldn't even look at a titty, buddy. I'd look at a titty and see two big footballs.
A real friend doesn't move until the middle of August, ensuring temperatures in the 90s and a humidity that turns boxers into moist balls of ruined cotton.
Expendable? You must be joking.
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