I've no problem with f bombs at the high school level on up. But at that age? No. You can yell at them but keep the foul language simple. Damnit all to hell.
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My dear girl, there are some things that just aren’t done. Such as, drinking Dom Perignon ’53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs.
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