Profanity

I’ve been spending most of my time with Craig, now that Kenny and Tweek are constantly together. Craig and I were sitting on my bed while he was smoking another cigarette. Bebe’s parents went on another vacation and trusted their daughter. “I don’t want to see those people, even if it’s to get fucking smashed. I’m not feeling great.” Craig drawled as he blew smoke from his mouth. I shook my head in agreement. The rumor mill around school is that literally everyone at South Park High was going.…

The Ripple in History History is taught, so no one can repeat the mishaps of the past. Unfortunately, similar things happen, but people are not aware of them. One event that has recently occurred at Ferguson, Missouri, where some witnesses say the officer shot the man without a reason. This is comparable to the Boston Massacre, which witnesses say the British soldiers shot the people without a particular reason also. These two incidents received much criticism because the authorities committed…

In order to get rid of the cursing behavior from her husband Bianca used extinction principal technique for behavior modification process. First she identifies the behavior that needs to be corrected. Then she did an ABC analysis of her husband’s behavior. And find out that which events or situation cause her husband to start cursing a lot. She finds out that because his husband was in the Army and people curse a lot in that lifestyle. She understands how difficult it gets while our citizen…

“What the fuck are you laughing at?!” My Mum comes stampeding in my room. She opens the door with such force that it almost flies off its hinges. At this point, whatever I was laughing at didn 't seem funny anymore. I wiped the tears away from my eyes to banish my blurred vision and regained eyesight, revealing a small yet frightening woman who resembled a bull that had seen red; she might as well have had hot steam coming out of her airways and been scraping away at my bedroom carpet with her…

I can’t stand the taste of this nicotine on my tongue, it’s bitter and degrading. But it’s the only hint of heat on this raw and bleak night. It’s cold as hell, which doesn’t make sense because hell could never be cold. It’s always cold here. Fucking Michigan. God’s snow globe. We are all fucking snowmen in this winter-wonderland. Well, most of us, not me though. No, I refuse to follow the ways of these morons around me, who just go on with life as if nothing were wrong. Not giving a shit about…

Sixth Grade Cabin Trip Therapist Dan: “So tell me more about your friend Xavier.” Me: “There’s not much to tell since he’s too busy working two jobs just to stay afloat.” Therapist Dan: “No, no, no. I mean tell me about what it was like growing up with Xavier. Perhaps a story about something you went through with him.” Me: “Toastmasters’ style?” Therapist Dan: “Sure.” It was our turn to go next. I was so nervous I hyperventilated. The stage crew was supposed to flash the spotlight on me before…

In everyday life, people usually do not consider how they are constantly gauging one another based on words exchanged between the two, either through small coffee talk, political disagreements, and even gossip. It may be by the language one uses, or the way the body reacts; however one thing that stands out is probably the way a person can make you feel. The people in my life that I interact with each has their own unique way of communicating, some good and some bad. So who are my best and worst…

“Hey, Mr. Atkins!” Rick heard Peter call out to him again, but before the boy could hurl another insult Ricks way, Rick shouted out to him and Kyle, “Peter! Kyle! I’m glad you’re back! Come here quick! I was just thinking about what you guys had said to me earlier and do you know what? I think you’re right. So, I’ve decide that it’s time to get the place cleaned up a bit, don’t you? Anyways, I was wondering if you boys would like my collection of old, skin magazines?” The boys just looked…

With The Dawn “Wake up!” He sounds desperate, he thinks. He is desperate, he realizes. Funny. He hadn’t thought he would care. It takes a while for Lucas to open his eyes, and when he does, there is the dim shape of his once-brother kneeling beside him. Lucas closes his eyes again briefly, reaching upwards with stiff limbs to press the frozen heels of his palms into his eye sockets. “Thank fuck, you unconscionable bastard,” muttered Reg, leaning back on his heels, and when Lucas…

If you’re squeamish, turn back. This isn’t a good place for you to be. If not, well, it’s possible that I’m going to change that. So listen up and listen quickly. It’ll be over before you know it. I used to love popping zits. There were days where all I could do was stand in front of my bathroom mirror and pop what pimples dared to show on my skin. The problem was, as far as my face goes, I have almost none there. But when it came to my body, there were quite a few problem areas I could attack.…