For someone who talks like a sailor I can be prudish. For instance, I hate the word titties. I don’t know why. I also don’t care for the expression ‘shit or get off the pot’.
However, shit or get off the pot fits.
I was forced last weekend to disconnect from all things internet for 4 days. I jotted down some ideas about my days living like the Amish.
As it turns out, my forced social media blackout (FSMB) wasn’t as funny as I hoped it would be.