No.14 in an incredibly lacksidasical series.
While on holiday I landed upon and developed a liking for the word Motherbastard.
When said in the right way (terribly fast and poshly) it sounds like the most beautifullly English swearword. Though it at first seems cumbersome and makes little sense. After a while, just saying it becomes a pleasure:
Every time I say it I enjoy it so much that I keep saying it in my head for hours afterward.
Mutherbarrrrstud. Mutherbarrrstud. Mmmmm.
That man who pushed in front of me is a motherbastard.
Oh motherbastard, I have spilt my tea.