There’s just something about that four-letter word that I just love. It could be the way it rolls off the tongue. It could be that the sensors in the brain deal with pain merely at the utterance of the word. I’d like to think that it is the most cyclical word in the world.
Two people fuck and then say “fuck” when they find out there’s a little fucker on the way that they can’t say “fuck” in front of anymore. (In theory, anyway.)
Is it poetic? Perhaps not, but as I mentioned already, I love that four-letter word.
Imagine my glee at the discovery of Fuck This Website. It’s purpose is as simple as the expletive. Stickers are posted over existing signs, photos are taken, and images are posted. It’s not FUCKet science.