I seldom curse. Not for any moral reason. Not because I believe Christians shouldn’t curse (I don’t). I think it calls attention to you and I try to avoid that whenever possible. I just save it for times when it makes an impact. Having said that, it’s just words. Nothing more. Nothing less. Those words literally mean only whatever you decide they mean to you. Your level of offense at a word is equal to the power you’ve given the word over you. No one else can influence that.
This man gave the words “Deez Nuts” the power of life and death. Over his roommate and, now, over him. Think about that.
Talk about your obvious signs of the end times. You can chuckle. I know I still am.