I Speak Kadazan

Mamaki and profanities
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I swear I need apply some chilli padi mouthwash. One catch, I kind of like bird's eye chilli in my food/cooking. You guess right. It's lame at least for me. And I have watched a good dose of tips over various cooking channels. Like wear a glove (even a pair) or avoid touching your eyes when handling that 'kick-ass' (is that swearword, cause I swear I don't know)  ingredient. What I'm trying to say is that not only food satiates or has the ability to satisfy (in this case hunger), choices of words I find set my soul free. You know the drill : pent-up emotions, grrr like a tiger (my birth year but can't grrrr like real) or just... lah... So what am I suppose to do? ahhh.... I swear I swear all the time. Like the other day, a lorry (I mean 'yuuuge', a tanker) driver put out his hand seemingly signalling to right. So I stepped on my brake waiting for a lane change. No $$$$ he was "ashing" off a cigarette. Butt. Cigarette butt. I swear when I stub my toe. Funny it's always my left 'index' toe. 

Less stirred, life of years past. Though I recall saying "kinohuan"/crumbs, "koduto iziau"/pinch you to someone of "david's" (worry not, David owned it) thinking I was Goliath. I don't swear or very familiar with "big" profanities in my first language. The household members back then really applied real zipper to shut one up. Both thumbs and index fingers with a lot of pressure.
Who said that "profanity is a lazy mind trying to speak forcefully"?
 T o end, cussing is "mamaki".
Peace out.