Language warning: this song doesn't hit the f word for a mere single, but rather takes it all the way for an inside the park home run while running through stop signs at every base. So, FEEL FREE to not watch this song.
OTOH, if the f word doesn't ruin your day, this could be mildly entertaining.
h/t @TheBloggess - she is my go-to tweeter for usage of the f word.
I love to use profanity. And I don't use profanity. Much. Or, at least, not too much. And, watching this, I feel a desire to cut loose with some @#$%^&*!!! I usually cut loose on the golf course. There, out with the guys, I take a several hour holiday from language virtue, and spill @#$%%^&&**~!!!! to my heart's desire. I get it out of my system, and then go about normal life. And the problem is, maybe: I haven't been on a golf course in forEVER, and have been generally hanging out with people who are far too virtuous. I'm getting kind of pent up. I really, really ENJOY being unvirtuous. Relish it.
While walking the dog, I've been taking an 8 iron and typically hitting 6 to 10 golf shots during the walk. It's a nice way to walk. I look forward to clipping a few shots off. When walking, I never use profanity if I hit a bad shot - never even think about it, actually. My subconscious rule is: profanity on the golf course. Off an official golf course: nah. Just focus on where the errant shot went, so I can find it. Next errant shot, maybe I'll pretend I'm on a golf course and cut loose. In honor of Facebook.