Not having yet picked-up kick boxing, and under stupid voices attacks again, my mind is racing to the first word I learned when moving to Dublin, this very simple four letters – k – c – u – f – but you see, in that order, it’s a complete flop –and yes another great four letter word. Imagine, you’re angry, annoyed, wanting to smash everything around you, and you voice out, as louder as possible… KCUF…. Flop… right, it’s like you’re coughing out the frog of your anger which is stuck in the middle of your throat eating your words at the same time… kcuf, kcuf…. Funny enough, the French version is not that better… listen… “m%*&de!” It’s too long, slightly mellow with the starting m, and has no punch point at the end with a nearly silent e barely comparable to a hard consonant k. Nope… have to stay with the basics today…. f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k, f&*k!
A Fish on a Hill 