Conversation Hangover

N complained about a conversation hangover after a late night telephone chat with me. I am to blame, of course.

``People have hangovers from alcohol. I have a hangover from talking to you last night. All you could say was f u fu fu fu fu.''

I twitched my lips, and feeling half repetent, I said sorry.l

I came back home that night, after losing at scrabble for two rounds and white wine in my system, I called my beloved friend and started rambling. That night, I decided to let go of my rein on my tongue and decided to pour out my greviances of all the injustice that I had suffered in rather revolting swear words.

``Fxxx them lar, who they think they are, I hate their hypocritical ways. When I see them..., it makes me vomit. Fxxx fxxx fxxx fxxx.''

``Blardy hell, they really think.. and I have to.. fxx fxxx. and that woman came up and xxx and fxxxx''

``I hate everything. I hate everything that I have decided to do. I hate myself for being wanting to be nice because it is against my nature, I am not nice. I hate it when everyone is so hateful and I have to nice.''

N asked me to stop using such revolting words. And I argued that it had thepeautic effect. I was not even ashamed of my swearing until I saw how it had affected N.

``I really can't sleep last night because the conversation really affected me.'' N said.

Better watch my tongue. James' right.