Creepy Holidays

Thanksgiving. A very creepy holiday sacrifice to show our appreciation for stuff. Ma thinks its  cruel to kill a turkey, so Dad just lets  her kick it around the kitchen till it can't walk anymore. Ma's getting sort of odd - starting to get ideas. Like the idea she's always been very proper, never swore, couldn't say 'shit' if her mouth was full of it, but, like so many others, thinks 'Substitution Swearing' is OK. You've heard it: shit becomes shoot, fuck morphs into frick, frig, or the infinitely more offensive freak. Am I alone in my fear of future linguistic confusion? Say, for instance, the child of a chronic sub-swearer becomes a teen criminal. The cops are chasing him, and offer the traditional warning, "Stop, or I'll shoot!"
See? There'd be that confusion, possibly a nasty accompanying mental image. Problems. Or, the same kid becomes a waiter - the joint is jumping, and a customer says "Hey, I'll shoot you a 20 if you get me a good seat" 
"But sir, the seats are attached."
"What the frick seats are you on about?" 
"The washroom is over that way"
"HUH??"
Again, see the potential for confusion?
Even more damaging, the freak\ fuck sub.
"Where's Mark?"
"Oh, he's in the kitchen, just freaking! Go on in." 
"Well, who's he with?" 
"No one, go on in!"
"I don't want to see Mark whacking off in the kitchen!"
"What? Shoot, you are one fricked up dude!"
See? I guess what I'm saying is simply this: if you mean fuck, say 'fuck' and if you mean shit, say 'shit' and life will be so much easier to understand for the rest of us. Besides, when you sub, everyone knows what you really mean, so you're not fucking fooling anyone, shit-head!

As always, be safe.
TRS