That's true. When I was really young (3-4 years old), I'd observe my dad driving, and he'd throw a swear word out the window every minute or so. Then one day in pre-school, we had a "traffic game" where everyone sat in those little classic children's pedal cars. I really knew of no other way to play this game than to do as my dad did; I pushed aggressively through the traffic flow of little kids in their peddle cars, honked my horn, and screamed stuff like "get out of the ****ing way, you ****ing *******!" Needless to say, it was my final day in that pre-school.