In her post “Little pitchers have big ears,” my esteemed colleague Jennifer Stevenson listed some useful euphemisms, which I have s/t/o/l/e/n/ stockpiled for future employment.
But hang on one minute.
The list includes the term “sonic red boinkwurst.”
As an SF writer I must object to the combination of sound and light in the designations. “Sonic red” is like combining Greek and Latin for Linnean binomial scientific names.
Unless you’re talking about actual, like, you know, fireworks.
We must have some proper taxonomy of the two major subgroups of the boinkwurst, Concubitus farcimen.
countertenor boinkwurst (rare; found only in certain operatic venues)
Newtonian Optiks boinkwursts:
Infrared boinkwurst (reserve for extremely hot stories)
Green boinkwurst (Danger Will Robinson!)
Ultraviolet boinkwurst (reserve for extremely intense stories)
And of course sonic and optik boinkwursts are interfertile, so you could have an F1 generation of, say, ultraviolet soprano boinkwursts.
Research remains to be done on which qualities are dominant and which recessive (or, on the quantum level, which are top and which are bottom).
Contact Professor Mendel.
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