I was just wondering the other day.

So, now you get a refurbished story.

So, you can thank all the writers, writing about republished stories.

When I first started the story, it was a story that kind of surprised me. You all are potty mouths. At least you were three months ago. According to my data that Medium gives to all of us.

!#&$!@ Really?

Yeah, I broke out my Beebee gun for this picture. I love shooting stuff its lots of fun target practice. Also, I would never shoot an animal. I guess, I would with a Beebee gun though. If the animal was stalking me. Because a Beebee gun would only scare it off. At least, my Beebee gun is not very strong.

My husband and I have a big giant piece of styrofoam we use for target practice to see who aims the best.

Boy, you guys let me do that a lot. Back on topic again. Oh, yeah. We are all a bunch of potty mouths.

And just like last time, if that's what you want, I am happy to give my readers what they want. Here it is.

Shit, shit, shit, and shit.

I apologize to my PG13 readers if you saw that.

That was too natural. It felt kind of fun but I won’t overdo it this time like I did last time.

The last time I wrote about this, my husband found me out back arguing with the drunk guy that lives down the road. I don’t even know what we were arguing about. Something about his dog and cussing I’m not sure what really happened.

So, ya’ll the moral of this story is Cussing is fun but you must keep it under control unless you like to cuss at dogs. Then I guess you're ok.

Poor dogs.