A character in Malcolm Braly's prison novel On the Yard has to hide a lit cigarette in his jacket pocket (no smoking in the mess hall) while a guard, who's on to the trick, draws out their conversation. When the guard finally tires of the game and the prisoner pulls his scorched hand free, he says (as Braly transcribes it)"Mo! Ther! FUCKER!"
Posted by rootlesscosmo at July 24, 2009 11:28 PMA quick look at SB brings up this commentary: http://scienceblogs.com/neurophilosophy/2009/07/swearing_increases_pain_tolerance.php
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Posted by Sili at July 25, 2009 02:57 AM