I’ve been fucking cursing all my life. I don’t know if it is because I listened to too much punk and hardcore, or if it has to do with that I am a Gothenburger. As soon as I get excited and start speaking too quickly and without thinking I add a “damn” or a “fucking”. Since I work in part as a radio show host, hold lectures in schools and put on a lot of speaking in public, this is a problem. I have an uncreative language. That’s why I built a Fuck-jar.

A Fuck-jar is a common glass jar labeled "Fuck-jar". Every time I use worn out profanities such as DAMN, SHIT, HELL, FUCK, MOTHERFUCKER or SATAN, I have put in a coin. It happens quite a lot. So the coins pile up.

But; every time I come up with a new curse, I get a coin back. Every time I think of how I talk, and instead of using the usual profanities choose to put together something new I can take a coin from the jar. Words like ASSMOUTH and OLD ASS have found their way into my vocabulary. New phrases like BY SADDAMS BEARD, BUSH BUSH and GAHMAH! are all worth a coin each. Not only did I avoid the old boring profanities, I also used my brain to associate new words with feelings, situations, and idiots who pass my way.