I remember the good ol’ days when MotherFucker meant something

Rhiannon and I were talking she let a swear word (gasp!) slip into casual conversation. This is unusual for her since, being a teacher, she has really tried to cut down on the cursing - until it all builds up and comes out at once in a Tourettes Sydrome profanity laden tirade. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I just swore.” “It’s ok.” “No, really, I don’t ever do that anymore.” “Eh, get back to me when you say ‘Boo-ya motherfucker’ in coversation.” “Did you just say Boo-ya?” “Yes.” “There was a volleyball team that used that as a cheer. I hate that word.”