Quotes: Precision F-Strike
I'm not a big fan of swearing, which is why I've tried my best to keep it out of the comic for so long, but when I originally wrote Jacob saying "oh crap", it just didn't seem to convey how absolutely screwed he knows he is.
....Clicking towards oblivion.... How long, K9?
Yeah, you never fucking
know the answer when it's important.
Sell your poison somewhere else. This here arcade belongs to the fucking
I mean, golly, I don't rightly know myself. But it's sort of one o' them expletives, y'know? Like "heck" or "dang" or... or HOLY #$#*?!!
—Fastback, Captain Carrot and the Final Ark!
This is your ticket outta death... So you have to FUCKING TAKE IT.
Otherwise, shoot this
motherfucker, and let us take our Fraternity of Assassins to heights only reserved for the Gods of men!
"Are you sure it isn't time for a colorful metaphor?"
"So when Brian Williams is asking me about what's a personal thing that you've done [that's green], and I say, you know, 'Well, I planted a bunch of trees.' And he says, 'I'm talking about personal.' What I'm thinking in my head is, 'Well, the truth is, Brian, we can't solve global warming because I fucking changed light bulbs in my house.'"
"They know all they'll need to know about that son of a bitch", Rita snapped. It surprised me: I had never her use bad language before. Possibly she never had, either, because she started to blush.
—Rita and Dexter
commenting her reaction, Dexter in the Dark
"I don't say this often, so understand that I really, really
mean it: go fuck yourself."
Well, I'd get set for some weeping if I were you. I'd get set for a world of pain! Misery loves company, young man, and I'm looking to share that with you and your whore
Spongebob: Hey Patrick, what's that word?
Patrick: Kr-ab-s? Uh, isn't that that red, sweaty guy you work for?
Spongebob: No, not that word, that word.
: All hands, prepare for underwater combat. Repeat. All hands, prepare for underwater combat.
Rey Za Burrel: Underwater combat, huh? Better take the Bazooka then.
: Underwater combat? Oh, fuck.
The short answer to that is "No". The long answer is "Fuck, no".
Watch your clever mouth, bitch!
"I...I...I said...FUCK THAT! I am sick and tired of this shit and I'm not going to let it happen any more! I'm done being captured, I'm done falling for every guy I meet, and I'm done taking the backseat in fights! I don't want to heal! I want to kick ass! Starting with YOURS!"
"Okay, Mom, with any subscription you should be careful. With subscriptions that have monthly automatic billing, you should be fucking careful."
"Joe, if—if I ever say a dirty word, I want it t-to have meaning. At least if or when I say anything like that, people will know I'm actually upset. It will have power."
—Joyce Brown, Dumbing of Age
Within five seconds of that statement, an event occurred that was practically unheard of in the history of Equestria. If the legends were true, then somewhere in Equestria, fifteen sparrows would burst into flames, a litter of kittens would abruptly die from their hearts exploding within their fuzzy little chests, and every first-born colt for the next fifteen generations would be born with cloven hooves and goat horns.
Because Princess Celestia had just cursed aloud.