Filed under: birds and bees, this and that | Tags: anastasia, dirty talking, england, humor, kate winslet, sex
I met, made out with, and gave my phone number to an Englishman a few weeks back ; ergo we are now in a relationship, according to him. Since returning to England he has made every effort to stay in touch: texts, email, gchat, phone, Morse code. I anticipate a messenger pigeon is on the way.
Our “relationship” could be quite romantic if he kept it to small talk and casual get-to-know-you conversation (and if his face wasn’t totally busted.) But he opted for dirty talk.
He has completely ruined dirty talking for me.
I fucking love dirty talking. Suffer through a long distance relationship and you’ll be a pro by the end of it. It just comes with the territory.
But I never asked for it with this guy. You make out with one Englishman while you’re bombed and apparently you signed up for weeks of absolutely pathetic dirty talk via the internet. Who would have known?
Since I am enduring this to ensure a nearly-free trip to London, I’ve noticed a few patterns in his technique, patterns that I think need serious improvement. His slang terms make no sense and lack sexy rhythm. A solid twenty minutes is needed to decipher his speech, and often times I find myself referencing google or, believe it or not, the dictionary. Nothing gets me in the mood like having to flip through a dictionary to decode “sexy” talk.
Take your seats my friends. Anastasia’s lesson on English “dirty” talking is about to begin:
- Fanny [fan-ee]: If you thought your fanny is what you fall on after 12 shots of 151, you’d be wrong. A fanny is actually English slang for pussy.
Example of English dirty talking: I will plow your fanny with my member after tea and crumpets.
The American (and correct) way: Don’t leave your fanny pack at the park! - Blowy [bloh-ee]: Not to be confused with windy, chilly, or easily blown about; a blowy is slang for an English blowjob. Because nothing is sexier than telling the dude you just met at the bar that you want to give him a wet, sloppy “blowy.”
Example of English dirty talking: You’ve been a naughty trollop and you’ll perform a blowy on me as castigation.
American (and correct) way: The flimsy curtains were made of blowy material. - Fit [fit]: Adapted? Suited? Appropriate? Proper, becoming, qualified, or confident? Oh, no. Your new definition of the word fit is more closely related to someone who is “so fuckin’ smokin’ hot.”
Example of English dirty talking: Fuck me! You’re fit! (I’m not making this one up. He actually said this to me).
American (and correct) way: My personal trainer is very fit and hopefully she will kick my ass a few more times and I will look like her. - Ride the Merry-go-Round: This one blew my mind the most. Straight up: Euphemism for fucking the shit out of someone.
Example of English dirty talking: I’d love a jaunt on the merry-go-round with the Queen Mum!
American (and correct) way: Hold your sister’s hand while you take her on the merry-go-round! - Freepenny bits: I can’t come up with something witty for this because no one in their right American mind would ever even utter this phrase in public, let alone in the bedroom. A lesson to any male readers out there: never, ever, ever dub a female’s lady parts her “freepenny bits” without expecting her to think you are a complete creeper.
This weekend? Not my finest. It’s not that I’m disappointed I only lasted 9 of the 40 days of Lent sober. I pretty much expected to break that pseudo-promise I made to Jesus (which actually was more of a dare from Alexis. Good thing we didn’t wager on it).
After a plethora of gin, rum, a few bowls of weed, a shit ton of paranoia and two giant strawberry sundaes, I should probably start writing an open letter of apology to many people.
So, here we go:
- Dear Jesus, I’m sorry I broke my promise to stay sober for 40 days for you. Let’s both be honest with each other. We both knew this was bound to happen. Instead of chastising me for a “mistake,” I think it would be much healthier for us to celebrate the fact that I lasted nine days! Love- Anastasia.
- Dear Alexis, My deepest apologies for calling, texting, or otherwise irritating you about the calorie content of one strawberry sundae while you were visiting your friend on vacation. Also, thanks for directing my drunk and high-as-a-kite-ass to the train when I was too lazy to figure it out myself. Love- Anastasia.
- Dear favorite drinking buddy, Please forgive me for calling you at midnight when I knew you had to be up early on Saturday. At the time, knowing that a mutual friend of ours had seen Kate Winslet in the street seemed to be more important than a cure for cancer and I desperately needed to spread the word. Love- Anastasia.
- Dear friend who Kate Winslet touched, I hope your boyfriend didn’t mind that I repeatedly caressed your shoulder and begged you to repeat the story of when Kate Winslet touched your shoulder to compliment on your jacket. Thanks for showing me the exact spot in which this all went down as well. Love- Anastasia.
- Dear best friend, Thanks for supporting my decision to drunkenly text my ex boyfriend before we left the bar. I only wish I had listened to your suggestion of what to say. Please forgive me for my paranoid state in which I thought I saw same ex boyfriend on the train and freaked out a little bit (or a lot). Love- Anastasia
- Dear ex boyfriend, I do not have an apology for you actually. In fact, you got off easy. I’m surprised I didn’t give you a bigger piece of my mind. Be thankful that marijuana is the international pacifier. Love- Anastasia.
- Dear guy with crush on me, Sorry I never texted you back. I had not passed out, like you assumed. I was smoking a bowl with more important friends, playing on NYC Sanitation trucks and just didn’t feel you were important enough to respond to at the time. It’s never going to happen, so enjoy your pipe dream. Love- Anastasia.
- And finally: Dear personal trainer, sorry for everything i put in my mouth this weekend. Love- Anastasia

Yep. Pretty much me the entire weekend.
Filed under: this and that | Tags: anastasia, kate winslet, leisha hailey, mandy moore, penelope cruz, relationships, scarlett johansson, sex, women
1. Scarlett Johansson and
2. Penelope Cruz (together)
The red lighting, the sexy hair tosseling, the swanky spanish music. I don’t even like chicks but I’m getting hot over here. You are too, admit it.
3. Kate Winslet

Mmm, damn. I’ll never let go either, Kate.
Her movies prove she likes to take her clothes off more than I do and I am absolutely down with that.
4. Mandy Moore

Good man, Andy.
She rocks the girl-next-door thing like nobody’s business, and who doesn’t want to take the girl-next-door and turn her into a filthy, dirty whore?
5. Leisha Hailey

Alexis wouldn’t let me post the hot, lesbian sex scenes with Leisha from the L Word, so feel free to youtube those on your own time. Leisha’s the only actual lesbian on this list. I figure I have the best shot with her and she’s sassy to boot. I like my women feisty.
-Anastasia Beam
