Friday, September 28, 2007

Talk Dirty To Me

It's official. I have a potty mouth. Me. Jahni. For those of you who aren't familiar with my background, I'm a small town, tres conservative, polite, well-mannered, all-American, Southern Baptist girl. There was a time (not so very long ago) when using a swear (curse, cuss, bad word) would cause me to immediately apologize and beg the pardon of whoever was in earshot. Yeah. Not the case anymore. The girl who has still never used the word "butt" in front of her parents ("so inappropriate Jahni, say rear-end or behind") has become a full on, sailor worthy, biker blushing, potty mouth. And I like it. Granted, there are words that I still refuse to use because they are tres gauche...The F-Word, GD-Word, and basically any word referring to male or female genetalia...but can I just tell you...I think I'm really good at using the few that are left. I would really like to list for you the different ways to use my favorites, but I'm not sure I've gotten to the point where I feel comfortable actually writing out those words. Besides, what if my preacher reads this? Maybe I should spend a little time here and attempt to figure out why I get so much joy out of my recent foul-mouthed fairings. Nahh. It's to much fun!

In the's a funny video that I like to call Bible Study Gone Bad. It just seems to fit today's topic. I'm sure God will dole out some sort of similiar punishment to me for all of my verbal tirades.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Here She Comes

Hey everyone, and welcome to WWjD...note the lower case j. It stands for Jahni, not Jesus. Sorry you had to actually type out, but unforutnately was already taken. Shout out to Justin (of who has not written in his blog since Aug. 6, 2001. Thanks Justin. This is my first blog, and as you may have guessed from the byline, it was mainly the brainchild of my cronie and co-hort, Kari, of If you haven't met us, you're missing out. We're fabulously personable, but fairly exclusive. If you're with us, you're gonna have a good time. We're fashion minded, entertainment focused, legally competent, and unabashedly the best way possible way, of course. We don't balk at the price of a pair of Jimmy Choos, were raised with all of the etiquette and charm of Southern Belles, and refuse to deal with your self-esteem issues. So, in the spirit of "I know we can do soooo much better than those other pathetic blogs..." welcome.
And by the way it's pronounced "Johnny." Like the boys name. But spelled like an Indian Zucchini.