My filthy language may be my undoing, though I think I escaped with my life this once.
Earlier today, I was having a conversation with a coworker about Disney. My coworker believes Disney to be a filthy, evil corporation. I believe Disney to be a filthy, evil corporation who occasionally employs six brain-cells worth of talent. Needless to say, the conversation became quite excited. It was in a moment of agreement that I said the F word twice, while not two doors down, the owners of our company were having a client meeting.
It's the clients that scared me. Even the company owner has a filthy mouth. Luckily, no one has complained.
If I did go down over this, at least it was one I could be proud of. My exact words were "Fuck Disney's sequels! Fuck 'em right in the EAR!"