How long do you have to know a person before you can cuss at or insult them?

As in:

“Man, fuck you!”
“Bitch, why didn’t you tell me you were going shoe shopping.”
'Your mom likes it."

I have to know them?

How big/well armed are they, and how tough are you?

In my experience, you need to hold off until at least 10 minutes into the first date for females or at least until you get on an open road. If the person in question is a guy then five minutes of acknowledgment should be plenty of time.

I’m a guy and if it’s another guy about a couple times of hanging out with them if they are apt to do the same. Some of my male friends still bash each other’s mama’s and some friends we have never done that to each other.

I’ve never done that to a female friend, girl-friend or the ex-wife. I did think some things before and just after the ex became the ex.

I cuss at/insult total strangers when the situation warrants.

Never. It’s bad form. Buck up and show a modicum of class for chrissakes.

When do YOU first drop your drawers, YOU NASTY BITCH?

As long as it takes to tell whether the person would be receptive to it. I have some friends who will be just as insulted by sarcasm as by a real insult, and others who love this sort of conversation. I’m definitely the second type, I can’t count how many times I’ve jokingly threatened to beat up a friend, or made a reference to his or her mother’s skills in the sack.

Not surprisingly, I only have the second type.

Um, never? Yeah, never works for me.

That’s what your mom said.

An openly armed society is a polite society.

Maybe two seconds, if they are a telemarketer.

Until you know that they won’t feel insulted by what other people would consider an insult. I prefer to avoid it in any case, though.

My propensity to swear at/near someone is inversely proportional to how long I’ve known them:
[ul][li]Mom? Not bloody likely.[/li][li]Sibling? In an emergency.[/li][li]Longtime friend? Situational. [/li][li]New acquaintance? Shit yeah. [/li]Total stranger? Fuck you![/ul]

30 years. That was about the time I screamed bloody murder when a friend was helping me with cement forms and almost cut my finger off. So every thirty years or extreme bodily harm, whichever comes first.

How about right now you bastards!