The Sad Punk
Blue Crack Addict
That argument was on the Gold Coast. Which may say it all.
Though I remember when I was about nine, before I left New Zealand, my friend and I were having an argument about the worst words, and my mother broke it up by telling us that fuck was slightly worse than cunt but they were both disgusting words little boys like us shouldn't know.
Of course, nowadays I'll say any word around my mother and neither of us bats an eyelid.
She was lying, she said fuck was worse so you'd want to say it more often than cunt.