Good Bog, but I wish I could do the Myrna Loy essay here. Sigh. I guess I'll just have to go back to one of my favorite Cynthia Heimel moments:
There is a certain sexual position called "doggie-style," and I've never understood why. What I mean is, have you ever seen dogs doing it? Dull. Possibly a little panting, but absolutely no moaning or crooning, "Oh baby, oh baby." The female dog keeps her eyes open the whole time, wearing on her usually expressive face a world-weary expression more suitable for snubbing Brand X dog food.
When human girls do it doggie-style, they have a lot more fun, and here's why: They can't actually see their partner, and can pretend he's anyone. Benjamin Franklin, Napoleon and Charles Dickens are particular favorites, or you can get really strange and not only pretend that he is Fidel Castro but also that you are Margaret Thatcher. The possibilities are endless.