“There ain’t no reason to swear and never will.” He’d tell anyone who’d listen.
Ironically, swearing is all he wants to do right now as he maneuver the tight curve while towing his dream house behind him. “Watch out, dear!” Sitting beside him, his wife shrieks, hands over her eyes, too frightened to look.
Gritting his teeth, he turns the wheel ever so slowly. In his side mirror, he can see the line of cars behind him. Those drivers must be cursing their heads off, he thinks.
“Watch out!” His wife shrieks.
“Will you shut your gah damn trap, woman?”