I don’t get easily offended. Not anymore. Not after raising three sons and living a military lifestyle that took us everywhere. But I am disgusted during the month of October when people try to be oh-so-clever with the breast cancer awareness campaigns that use edgy, vulgar and/or juvenile slogans. You know what I mean: using words like tatas, rack, boobs. All inserted in cutesy slogans that Madison Avenue feeds us. The type of phrases that 7th grade boys would wear on their bracelets because they can now get away with wearing the word “boob” in school.