Rebuke for comedian Papi Jiang stifles creativity

I remember the day I first swore in front of my mother. I can't have been older than 8, and she stood in the kitchen when I shouted, "What's for f-ing dinner?" My legs were stinging when I went to bed that night, and I certainly didn't get any dinner.

Honestly, I felt fairly hard done by. All my friends were using such words, and I'd heard my dad and older brother use them often enough. So why was I getting punished, I thought.

That experience did ultimately change my behavior, though. While it didn't stop me using bad language, it did teach me that using it at the wrong time can land you in a heap of trouble.