The F word has been around for almost 800 years. But science fiction writers seem convinced we will get tired of it in the near future and replace it with something that sounds almost exactly like it.
Sure, words fall out of disuse. But the F word can be a noun, a verb, an adjective, an interjection, an adverb and it’s the handiest thing to say when you stub your toe or fail an exam. It is the Swiss army knife of swears words, the polymath of curses, the bricoleur of saying nasty things in French and the world is not going to collectively agree to give it up for some near swear. I don’t care what the frak, frag, fonk, farg, frell, flurk, firp, cruk, slick, fekt, drokk, shuck, sprock or smurf you call it.
I’m certain the F word isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
And I don’t give a flying Belgium what anyone else says about it.
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