My goodness... just think how many gazillion dollars could be made by this chewing gum company if every kid and adult who indulged in potty mouth language, had to chew 2 pieces every time they said a poopie word! ! (Yikes, does that count?) When we were young Mom would reach for the Tabasco bottle whenever a nasty word, no matter how mild, slipped out of our mouths! I did a lot of running until I was able to control my mouth... and I DID learn to do so.
My high-schooler told me he wished he lived in a different time, when kids didn't talk in 4-letter words, and cared about their appearance. He wold have fit in well in the 50's.
When he turned 14 he would wear a suit jacket to school on Fridays. He is still doing that in high school. He'll wear a suit and tie on some days, and then swing the other way and wear a purple kimono with a dragon climbing up the back! He makes a splash either way, and likes to poke at people's shock threshold, but Thank God, in a mild way.
I'm so thankful it's clothing and not drinking or piercings or tattoos, not that the latter two don't look good on many people.