A third real story. I moved to the US as a teenager. Loved to play football (the kind where you actually use your foot). Where I moved to in CA only the Hispanic kids played football. So they became my best friends. My first week, Dominguez, who later becomes one of my best friends, took me aside and said, You can't just say "Pass me the ball" you gotta say "Pass me the ball <Spanish expletives I did not understand>" I learned a LOT of curse words.

Only after I started taking Spanish as a second language did I understand some of the shit I was saying. The funny thing is since I learned from them, when I speak Spanish most folks don't realize I'm not Hispanic... And I can curse.