Honour the third commandment, for my sake!

Okay, there's too much swearing in the world right now. It's like bloody people have forgotten where to find adjectives and exclamations.
I don't really mind the 'f' word, but it's when people use my friggin' name when they stuff up, or are angry.
If I hit my finger with a hammer, I don't pick up a phone book, find a random name and say it.
I don't turn to page 154, scroll down with my finger, and stop at one name.
"Francis-Smythe, Jeremy. Hey, I'll use that. Jeremy Francis-Smythe!"

I mean, I don't even know the guy. Why would I want to say his name because I am pissed off?
Read the old testament, morons made in my image, in those days we didn't piss around. Dad, mum (aka the holy spirit - nothing to do with the fact that she drinks a bit too much) and I didn't take shit from anyone. Well, we're getting back to that approach in my new book - The Newer Testament; it's designed to replace that PC follow up to the old testament.
So watch it, you lot of pathetic followers who just happen to look a bit like me, the mamby pamby bloody days are over.