He finally spoke, “Gosh dang it! That is the second gosh dang time that gosh dang bush got me!”

He then looked right at me and apologized, “Sorry about that. I ought not to cuss.”

I guess I was giving him a questioning look because when we made eye contact again he blurted out loudly, “What?”

“You smoke, and sneak around spying on strangers, and you won’t even cuss right?” I asked.

He suddenly became red as a snapper fish. I mean it! He was so embarrassed by what I had said to him.

His eyes drop to the ground and he mumbled out, “Sorry ’bout watching you. That were wrong and I shouldn’t a done it.”