When I was in 3rd grade, 2 friends of mine and I were passing each other a note during class writing down all the cuss words we knew. Even invented a few.
Well, the teacher intercepted the note and well you could say it was a pick 6. She marched us 3 straight to the principal’s office.
He read the note and looked at the teacher, I’m pretty sure I saw them snicker.
He asked if he should call our parents, we all said no.
We took licks instead. You could hear the KA-POW echoing down the hallway. Which wasn’t uncommon at the time.
Long story short, cussing was greatly reduced in my vocabulary and passing notes was cut down to zero, except the one for the pretty girl in 5th grade.