Comment dit-on...?
Rahul's response to this comment from Bernie:
Let's not forget the sex can be just as hot and amazing if you choose to knock boots the first night.
is cute and "inspiring". And the perfect prompt for a Friday. :)
You know what I'd like? A post where everybody can list their favorite euphemisms for doing the horizontal mambo.
Sure. Bonus points for anything desi you can come up with, since I can't conjure a single phrase...how apposite. ;) Euphemism away horndogs language-lovers!
the hot beef injection
Posted by: Bernie | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 04:56 PM
dil pe mat le yaar - haath mein le!
Posted by: ak | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:06 PM
translation, please! :D
Posted by: A N N A | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:08 PM
ride the wild baloney pony
Posted by: Puliogre in da USA | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:12 PM
the horizontal mambo
Posted by: Puliogre in da USA | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:14 PM
"Sarkai lo khatiya jaada lage"*
- lyrics of a 1980's Govinda Karishma Kappor starrer
*(Literal translation: "Move your cot closer to mine, its cold and I'm freezing")
Posted by: Runa | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:16 PM
Shringara Suplex.
Posted by: muralimannered | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:22 PM
Inspired from Pepsi-Cola: Mount & Do
Posted by: Curry and Rice Girl | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:22 PM
Runa, that's awesome. :) One day, when my future offspring inquires as to where babies come from, I'm going to reply, "cold people in cots". :D
Posted by: A N N A | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:22 PM
sorry, ANNA - it's actually a bit hard, since 'le' is such a fluid word, and it doesn't sound as funny in english. but here's my best (and the native hindi speakers can correct me, please) :
don't take my heart, take me in your hand.
Posted by: ak | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:26 PM
magic sausage ride
Posted by: Puliogre in da USA | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:27 PM
BWAH! :D
Posted by: A N N A | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:29 PM
reminds me of a t-shirt i once saw that said in big letters "i just want to be held" and in small letters on the back "in your mouth"
Posted by: Puliogre in da USA | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:30 PM
Should I be troubled by the fact that my knowledge of such eupemisms is incredibly insufficent?
I remember schoolmates (4-5th grade) telling me I was "baaad" and my being incensed at the perceived taunt, "no man, i'm good goddamit!"
"nooo man, you're baaaad."
Posted by: muralimannered | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 05:34 PM
The terms we used in my prepubertal days were "planting" and, later, when we were a tad older, "flatdancing." Flirting was referred to as "fielding."
Posted by: Shaad | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 07:03 PM
"dil pe mat le yaar - haath mein le!"
It's actually telling a guy(girl?) to not take the rejection to heart, instead to take his tool in hand (use to tool to get happy?).
Posted by: newkid | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 07:57 PM
er..
use a tool
Posted by: newkid | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 07:58 PM
My (useless, as always) contributions:
correcting my spelling and English.
biting the nose.
tango.
drinking at home.
cocktail.
Air Force Colony shenanigans.
pulikaaichal.
innuendo.
going all meta on you.
60 mile walk.
Posted by: Rahul | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 08:02 PM
Rahul you are scary!! Gosh your memory..
Yeah and thats what kids are calling it these days ;)
Posted by: SFGirl | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 08:22 PM
newkid, thanks - i was told a different meaning. nd yours makes much more sense :)
Posted by: ak | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 08:45 PM
Gosh your memory..
So you're aware, I use google to make my memory seem larger.
Posted by: Rahul | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 08:50 PM
going behind the shed (from my boarding school days)
Posted by: Ravin | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 11:21 PM
Chataake fataaake!
Posted by: Upbhransh | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 11:35 PM
Rahul wants to be going all meta on you
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm using it!
Posted by: FearlessRahul | Friday, August 03, 2007 at 11:46 PM
Depending on levels of flexibility, "the beast with one back".
Posted by: Sin | Saturday, August 04, 2007 at 10:14 AM
Sin, I see you believe in sex with someone you love.
Oh, and A N N A, thanks for the post!
Posted by: Rahul | Saturday, August 04, 2007 at 04:17 PM
Mattress polo
Posted by: Zen | Sunday, August 05, 2007 at 11:20 AM
Swing low on her sweet chariot (or cherry-ot in some cases...)
Posted by: CA | Sunday, August 05, 2007 at 12:44 PM
"dancing between the sheets"
"insertion of the projection into the depression"
"for him be The Gambia to her Senegal"
(explanation for the geographically challenged)
"exchange genetic material"
"sharing infections"
"actively trying to get pregnant"
"exercise the latex"
"testing the springs"
"rearrange the furniture"
"misarrange the field" (a fairly obscure cricketing pun, from "to place a short leg in deep gully". From the same people who get you "short leg between two long legs" and "deep gully between two fine legs".)
"jump and pump that rump"
Posted by: pingpong | Monday, August 06, 2007 at 12:49 AM
Take her to poundtown.
Crease the sheets
Rock the Boat
Dent the Headboard
Posted by: hillside | Monday, August 06, 2007 at 01:32 PM
Seekh-ing her kebab
Posted by: FearlessRahul | Monday, August 06, 2007 at 02:29 PM
Now that's a tasty dish.
Posted by: hillside | Monday, August 06, 2007 at 03:45 PM
Seekh-ing her kebab
Dude, if she has a kebab, I'd be pretty worried. But more power to you if that's your taste...
Posted by: Rahul | Monday, August 06, 2007 at 10:30 PM
the kebab comment + pic wuz pretty unappetizing. bravo if that was your intent!
Posted by: razib | Tuesday, August 07, 2007 at 03:52 AM
razib, FearlessRahul != Rahul. My intent with the picture was as you divined.
Posted by: Rahul | Tuesday, August 07, 2007 at 04:46 AM
Golly, my first time venturing into blogland. And I could not tell you how I managed to arrive at this page. Sort of like I was meant to discover this anna.typepad.com and arrive at this page which attempts to list metaphorically how we describe the act of making love. Pardon this virgin's naivete on how things are done in blogs; I hope that all will be somewhat forgiving although I know that web culture is usually crude, harsh and heartless. Our lady here (is she Anna?) seems awfully intelligent, precocious, adventurous and bold. I can understand why she ended up in New York. Am I rambling? OK, let me get back on point. A rather delicate Middle Kingom-sounding metaphor: a pink rose in the red chamber
Posted by: sbruce | Wednesday, August 08, 2007 at 12:24 PM
Seekh-ing her kebab
Dude, if she has a kebab, I'd be pretty worried. But more power to you if that's your taste...
Yeah, no.
The man is the seekh (you knew, the skewer), the woman is the kebab (it's got a hole in the middle). But in hindsight, I can see why it's a bad metaphor.
Posted by: FearlessRahul | Thursday, August 09, 2007 at 01:14 AM
The Kama Sutra has tons of desi terms for the act, depending on position. 69 is called "the Kokila". A Kokila is a type of bird. Unfortunately it is not spoken of in the highest terms, being that it was considered something done only by male and female prostitutes, "shampooers", and other "low" persons.
Posted by: Superior Man | Thursday, August 09, 2007 at 11:46 AM
Not entirely my own (from here: http://vanithablog.blogspot.com/2006/08/linguistic-jewels-from-family.html)
, but I'm rather fond of "Kundi Kushal".
Posted by: Kingsley Joseph | Wednesday, August 15, 2007 at 12:40 AM
Wouldn't kundi kushal mean happy booty and denote anal sex?
Posted by: SuperiorMan | Wednesday, August 15, 2007 at 12:22 PM
How about "game bajaana"? An eminently bambaiyya term that can mean anything from killing someone to..you know..
Posted by: ASL | Thursday, August 30, 2007 at 05:03 PM