Diary of an “EFFEN” mom 

Good story. A friend was meeting me out of town at a hotel for a wedding and I asked what they would like to drink. They said F’ing cherry vodka.

This person knows I don’t swear. I don’t care if other people do, I just don’t. I feel the words don’t really add to what I’m trying to say so I choose not to swear and was raised that way. We didn’t swear at each other, in public, in our home, period.

So, I picked up some cherry flavored vodka and was the butt of a joke for quite some time. Apparantly, EFFEN, not F’ing, is a brand – a nice one now that I have been made aware and partaken.

It’s a story my friend loves to re-tell. How was I to know they were requesting a specific brand and not just being courteous because they know I don’t swear? Apparantly I don’t drink enough. I may EFFEN start making up for that 😉

  

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