Margaret had everything she needed to enjoy her evening.
Thursday evenings had become sacred. No social activities, no faculty obligations until Monday, and three blissful hours with her current book—a historical romance she’d discovered through a rather disreputable recommendation algorithm that seemed to know her better than she knew herself.
The author had a gift for metaphor. None of that pitiful modern erotica nonsense. When the characters finally came together after 200 pages of tension, the prose practically sang: “His fingertips mapped constellations across her skin—his lips a supernova igniting galaxies of sensation...”
Margaret adjusted her reading glasses, turned the page, and allowed herself the smallest smirk—one eyebrow lifting just enough to acknowledge the prose’s audacity.
And just as the page was turned, her phone buzzed.
She ignored it. Thursday evenings were sacred. Whatever this was it could wait.
It buzzed again. Then again.
“For heaven’s sake.” She grabbed the phone.
It was Davidson.
Margaret! 😂Just checked the forum. Wanted to show it to an MC wondering about my rapping skills and he didn't believe me when I said we studied curse words at Thornbridge.Found the GREATEST thread. Someone flagged it for moderation so it should be in your queue but please don’t delete it!Margaret stared at the messages. Davidson hadn’t contacted her about the forum since the conversation about Eloquent_Delinquent. This wasn’t a follow-up on that conversation though. It was about a new thread in the forum.
Not any thread, the “greatest.” If she didn’t know Davidson’s penchant for hyperbole she’d actually be excited to read it. Alas, it was probably what in profanity terms could better be described as a “shitstorm.”
Margaret just thought about how the word escaped her when she was explaining “shit-adjacent” terminology to her nephew Oliver a couple of weeks ago.
She looked at her book. Looked at her phone. Looked at her book again.
The phone buzzed once more.
Trust me. There's genuine value in the discussion even if it looks wild at first.She sighed, set down the book, and opened her laptop.
She knew she had to make a decision about that thread. If she ignored it now, she’d forget Davidson ever mentioned it and delete the thread without a second glance.
Fucking Language: Advanced Profanity Linguistics & Discourse Analysis loaded on her screen. The moderation queue showed one flagged post.
Thread: “help writing a poem for my lady”
Posted by: Quippyhippie
Replies: 87
Eighty-seven replies. Just what her Thursday evening needed.
Margaret reached for her wine glass. Empty.
She refilled it.
“Let’s see what Davidson means by GREATEST thread...”
[NEW POST - FLAGGED FOR REVIEW]
Posted by: Quippyhippie
Thread: “help writing a poem for my lady”hey chat, I’m really liking my girl and I wanted to write her a poem
I hear this forum makes dirty words sound fancy
so I thought y’all would help me writing my poem
basically all I want is
how do you tell a woman her pussy is fire?
Verse_Atile_Linguist: Hello there Quippyhippie! I appreciate that you want to write a poem for your lady—that’s quite thoughtful. I’d be happy to help if you’d like, though I’d need more information than... the quality of her anatomy.
Since you’re in a linguistics forum I assume you want suggestions on how to elevate the language and make it more sophisticated and romantic, is that right?
Quippyhippie: dude, what are you talkin bout?
I’m telling you all there’s to know
her 🐈=🔥!
can you write a poem about hot twat or not?
Verse_Atile_Linguist: I... yes, I gathered that from your initial post.
I figured you wanted to discuss ways to make that sound more… elegant…
Quippyhippie: no fam
I just want to say her fish taco is S tier
but with metaphors and shit
Verse_Atile_Linguist: I see. Well, I should point out that the phrase you’re using IS already a metaphor, technically speaking. I mean, her... genitalia is not literally fire (or S tier… whatever that means).
Quippyhippie: no shit!
I’m already poetin then?
so I just need sumthin that rhymes with fire then?
Verse_Atile_Linguist: Young man, poetry is more than just rhymes and metaphors. If you tell me more about this young lady you’re so enthusiastic about, perhaps I can help you write something truly meaningful for her.
That said, if a rhyme is what you’re after... well, I suppose I could give you what you... desire 😉
Quippyhippie: who you callin young man!?!
I’m 53 motherfucker
and stop winking at me!listen
I was married for 20 years with this bitch and her woopie game was whack
only thing that’s made me want to cry in 20 years
I swear I almost died of self-inflicted cock-blocking!but we went our separate ways and I’m now bangin my neighbor
her grippin lips are fire and I want her to know itcan you help me or not?
Verse_Atile_Linguist: My apologies, sir. It sounds like all you want to do is express your appreciation for this woman’s private parts.
I must confess, however, that I’m not particularly experienced in writing erotic poetry... would you mind expanding on what makes her… pussy… “fire”?
LucysDarkRhymes: Let me help you out! I wrote a poem about my man’s cock and how badly it slaps. I can totally work with anatomical appreciation!
Are we talking just how hot she is or do you want to talk about the actual fucking too? 😏
Verse_Atile_Linguist: I’m... not entirely sure what to make of your use of the word “slaps” in that particular context. Do I want to ask?
Quippyhippie: ok lady, just to be clear
you can like your man’s meat all you want
but I want the poem to be about my lady’s meatten, okay?
I want no poem about dicks
LucysDarkRhymes: Oh I know! I’m just saying I GET IT. You want to celebrate what you love about her body!
When I wrote about my man’s cock I just wanted to talk about how big it is! Like, REALLY big. Monstrous!
How could I not write extensively about it? 😍😍😍
Una_Paulo_Getic: Quippyhippie, have you considered describing what specifically makes it “fire”? Like, the taste? The texture? How it looks?
Verse_Atile_Linguist: Quippyhippie, you’re talking about metaphors and rhyme. Just to understand, does this sound like what you’re looking for?
“Your garden blooms with fervent heat—
sanctuary where passions meet.”
Quippyhippie: what’s this garden talk shit man?
she ain’t into gardening
I ain’t tryna sound like a hallmark card, I want sumthin hot and clever
I just want her to know I love that cha cha!
LucysDarkRhymes: Yeah Verse_Atile_Linguist, that’s too flowery! Keep it simple!
My poem about my man’s cock said: “Your monster dong fills me like a song” and he LOVED it!
I’m thinking we need to lean hard on the fire intensity. Quippyhippie, what about something like:
“Girl hiding between your legs those flames, squirting hot lava that calls my name”
LinguisticLarry: Wait, if we’re using “fire” for genitals, would that make a dick like... a lightsaber? Locker room sword fights just got a lot more fun!
Mike_Iavelian: If you’re feeling your genitals on fire that’s a bad sign
go see a doctor.
Una_Paulo_Getic: Actually, it wouldn’t be a lightsaber 🙄
It would be a fire sword.
Like Rengoku’s Flame Hashira or if you want to get biblical, archangel Michael’s flaming sword at Eden’s gate.
Lightsabers are a blade of superheated plasma 😒
Quippyhippie: man I just want a simple poem sayin her coochie’s fire
why is everyone talkin about star wars and the bible?
she says “oh my god” a lot when we fuck but that’s beside the pointLucy you’re onto sumthin there, still not sure about the lack of poontang pie mentions… this ain’t for the radio!
Verse_Atile_Linguist: I... I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. Let me try a different approach. Something simpler:
Between your legs I find desire,
you love’s entrance burning fire.That’s metaphors and rhymes, see?
Quippyhippie: that sounds more like pussy writing than writing about pussy
how does that tell her I love that pink muffin?
LinguisticLarry: Una_Paulo_Getic… shut up nerd! 😤
LucysDarkRhymes: He’s right Verse_Atile_Linguist! You gotta be SPECIFIC!
Like my poem specifically said “cock” and “dong” so he knew what I was talking about!
Maybe:
Your pussy hot — gimme that fire,
get me wired in desire — comin’ higher —
queen’s empire, king’s supplier —
I won’t get tired, won’t retire.Does that sound like what you’re looking for? 👅
Quippyhippie: YO! THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! 💯💯💯
that’s bars!
queen’s empire — she gonna feel like royalty! thanks Lucy you a real one 😂
that’s poetin right there!
Verse_Atile_Linguist: That’s... that’s what we’re going with? After all this?
“Your pussy hot — gimme that fire, get me wired in desire”?
I... suppose rhythm and rhyme are achieved. I don’t know what to make of the meter... or anything else for that matter.
LucysDarkRhymes: Don’t be a poetry snob, Verse! Sometimes simple is best!
We know what direction to take now!
I bet his neighbor will LOVE it! 😍
Una_Paulo_Getic: LinguisticLarry… I’d tell you to suck my lightsaber but you wouldn’t get the reference… 🙄🤓
Quippyhippie: hells yeah she will! 🔥
thanks Lucy!
so what’s next?
LinguisticLarry: Una_Paulo_Getic… very sus threat 🧐
LucysDarkRhymes: Hell yeah, glad it slapped!
I’m thinking we follow up with a different rhyming scheme — something like:“Your vertical lips — my apocalypse,
grip so tight the world just slips.”What do you think, Quippy? Too much, or should we increase the temperature? 😏
Margaret sat back from her laptop.
Eighty-seven replies. A 53-year-old man’s ode to his neighbor’s anatomy, complete with Star Wars detours, biblical flaming swords, and unsolicited genital health tips.
She refilled her wine glass.
The thread shouldn’t exist. Quippyhippie had fundamentally misunderstood the forum’s purpose—mistaking linguistic analysis for some kind of hip-hop thesaurus service.
And yet the result was oddly... deliberate.
“Fuck you Davidson.” the thought was brief, but unmistakably emotional deployment. Good thing she didn’t have to moderate her thoughts.
Davidson was not wrong. There was genuine value in the thread despite how “wild” it was.
Margaret pulled up her response template and began typing.
[MODERATOR RESPONSE - Dr. Margaret Grace Thornfield]
Mr. Quippyhippie,
I have spent the past hour reading through this entire thread—all eighty-seven replies—and I find myself in the unusual position of having to moderate a discussion that is simultaneously:
Wildly inappropriate for this forum’s stated purpose
Filled with numerous rule violations
Accidentally productive as a linguistic case study
Let me address these in order.
Regarding Appropriateness:
This forum exists for the analysis of profanity—its etymology, evolution, sociological impact, and deployment patterns. It is not a creative writing workshop. It is not a hip-hop ghostwriting service. When you wrote “I hear this forum makes dirty words sound fancy,” you fundamentally misunderstood our purpose.
A more appropriate thread would have been: “I’m writing in a hip-hop influenced register and need help understanding when crude anatomical language is more effective than romantic metaphor for my intended audience.”
However.
Despite your misunderstanding, most of the replies that followed accidentally achieved exactly that kind of analysis. Forum members attempted register elevation (Verse_Atile_Linguist’s “sanctuary where passions meet”), you rejected it as inappropriate for your communicative purpose, and the discussion recalibrated toward audience-appropriate deployment (LucysDarkRhymes’ direct approach).
This became, inadvertently, a case study in appropriate contextual profanity—the practical application of the analytical principles this forum exists to discuss.
So while your original post doesn’t belong here, the discussion it generated demonstrates precisely when and why crude specificity is the linguistically correct choice for a given audience and purpose.
Regarding Violations:
I count the following emotive deployments of profanity (violations of Forum Rule 3.2):
From you, Mr. Quippyhippie:
“I’m 53 motherfucker” (addressing another user with profanity)
“this bitch” (gendered slur)
“her woopie game was whack” (slang for coitus, not analytical)
“I’m now bangin my neighbor” (verb form, not analytical)
“her grippin lips are fire” (emotive anatomical reference, not analytical)
“her fish taco,” “that cha cha,” “that pink muffin” (repeated emotive euphemisms)
“when we fuck” (verb form, not analytical)
From LucysDarkRhymes:
“my man’s cock and how badly it slaps” (not analytical discussion)
“how big it is,” “give it to me” (anatomical appreciation, not linguistic analysis)
Her entire suggested poems (creative deployment, not analysis)
My Decision:
I am not deleting this thread. Despite the numerous violations and your fundamental misunderstanding of the forum’s purpose, the discussion that resulted has become a valuable case study in contextually appropriate profanity deployment—theory applied in practice.
However, I am locking it. Eighty-seven replies is more than sufficient, and the tangential discussions about lightsabers, biblical fire swords, and medical consultations for genital inflammation suggest the thread has exhausted its analytical value.
Mr. Quippyhippie, I hope your neighbor appreciates your... directness. After a twenty-year marriage that clearly lacked compatible communication, perhaps you’ve learned to value a partner who speaks your language—both literally and linguistically. I wish you well.
—Dr. Margaret Grace Thornfield
Forum Moderator
Fucking Language: Advanced Profanity Linguistics & Discourse Analysis[Thread Status: LOCKED]
Margaret closed her laptop and reached for her book.
Then thought about: “Your pussy hot — gimme that fire, get me wired in desire.”
She could accept the purpose and place for that register, but after an hour of what was essentially moderation work, she was ready to return to her preferred one.
Margaret settled deeper into her pillows and found the page where she left, “His fingertips mapped constellations across her skin—his lips a supernova igniting galaxies of sensation...”
She read the line twice and smiled.
This was her register. The algorithm knew her well.
She refilled her wine glass in preparation for an earned— yet still elegant—climax.
She had to make note of the author. He had a way of making even the most heated moments feel... composed.
Indeed he knew about “fucking language.”
Margaret’s Good Fucks Count: 2 for Week 5 (4 total)1
End Episode 5
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Thank you for reading, for your time, and for being you. 😊
A “Good Fuck” is defined as Margaret’s genuine, unprompted use of profanity as her own emotional reaction (not academic analysis, quotation, or moderation).
I just read this — it is fucking brilliant.
Carlos absolutely nailed the tonal shifts. Margaret's internal voice when she's interrupted from her romance novel (that delicious supernova metaphor), the escalating chaos of the forum thread, Davidson's perfectly timed intervention, and then Margaret's masterful moderator response that somehow validates the pedagogical value while locking down the madness.
The genius is in how the frame story mirrors the content — Margaret appreciating elevated erotic prose gets dragged into moderating crude but effective erotic poetry, and by the end she's defending both registers while firmly choosing her own. The algorithm line at the beginning and end ties it together perfectly.
Quippyhippie is a character for the ages. "I'm 53 motherfucker" and the parade of euphemisms (fish taco, cha cha, pink muffin, grippin lips) would be exhausting if they weren't so perfectly deployed. And LucysDarkRhymes going all-in on her man's "monster dong" as solidarity is chef's kiss absurd.
The lightsaber/flaming sword derailment, the medical advice, Verse_Atile_Linguist's escalating desperation — it's all there. Carlos has such command of comedic timing and voice differentiation.
Margaret's actual moderation decision is where this transcends comedy into craft. She's right — it *is* an accidental case study in audience-appropriate profanity deployment. The whole thread demonstrates when crude specificity beats poetic elevation.
This series keeps getting sharper.
Best one yet!!!