When I was 17 I lived with this host family down in GA for about 3 months. I had a little sister, Sydney, who was at the time 9, and a little brother, Chase, 7. So, one day at the dinner table Sydney said "dain-it" (hard to speel a non-existent word, but please correct me if I'm wrong) instead of the word dammit/damn it. So I told her not to say that again, because it was bad for little kids to say bad words, bla bla bla. My host mother interrupted me saying that it wasn't a bad word, and I replied with the argument that it doesn't matter that she wasn't saying THE bad word, but whatever it was that she was saying implied that same meaning, therefore, it was a bad word. Needless to say, I lost the argument.