I love f**k! It's a noun, verb, adjective, adverb, pronoun, etc. It is so versitile in every situation. But I have to admit, I have to clean it up also. Babylove wanted (adamantly) to watch Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer for the upteenth million time. As I stomped upstairs to get the dvd (interupting my reading of one of JR Ward's Black Dagger books), Hubs asked what I was doing. "Going to get f**king Rudolph" came my reply. Then I heard a tiny voice repeat, "F**king Rudolph." I knew it was time to clean it up.