I was walking my dogs over the local golf course at the weekend when I heard a commotion in the bushes, and a voice came floating out:  “SHIT!”  A golfer who was standing waiting for me and the dogs to disappear down our footpath before he could continue his game called out anxiously:  “Is anything the matter in there?”  There was a startled pause and then I heard the original voice again:  “No!  I jusht talk like thish.  My dogsh chashing golf ballsh and I wash telling him to SHIT DOWN!”

A short story, but one I’ve just got to share.