If there’s one thing I like as much as knitting, it’s profanity. I just love that four little letters can be so naughty. The whole thing is just ridiculous.
‘Don’t say that word, it’s unbecoming of a lady’
The jolt of joy that comes from uttering one little taboo word is more than enough to keep me going back. I’m like that rat that keeps pressing the button for more food!
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck
Even as I type that, I’m giggling. I see nothing wrong with it. It’s a victimless crime. I refuse to deny myself the pleasure.
And that’s before the whole cancer thing.
Cancer stinks. A dear friend, often referred to as a fucker, (Yes, even my favorite term of endearment towards my friends is profane. there’s no stopping now. I’m all in with the F-word.), is undergoing chemo at the moment. The prognosis is good but still, fuck cancer.
In reality, I know too many people dealing with cancer at the moment. There will be more of these in the near future.
Pattern: F*ck Cancer Hat
Yarn: Knitpicks Chroma