Jig-jig

JIG JIG. Intercourse. American soldiers heard it as zig zig in France and also in New Caledonia and elsewhere in the South Pacific.

‘Pretty girl jig jig by-and-by.’

‘No jig-jig here,’ Wordsworth said. ‘If you wan jig-jig you take her to hotel.’

I infuriated them when they came to me by answering only the British officer and acting as if the French one could only understand music-hall pidgin-Franglais (he spoke English perfectly well). “Nice country, non? Mini-skirts, mademoiselles, oo la la. It rains always but plenty jig-jig, wee-wee — you wanna go?”

“Only twenty-eight days more, I go to fucking India. Plenty jig-jig. No more whanimidi!” Abdullah gestured with his hands to signify masturbation. “Jig-jig” clearly meant the preferred alternative.

“Ah! you want jig-jig?” “No, goddamnit, I don’t want no fucking jig-jig,” Jordan replied impatiently. The boy’s vocabulary in English was limited to ‘You buy, hubba-hubba, booze-o,’ and a few other important phrases leading to a multiplication of numbers equaling yen.

Doc jig-jig pretty much with anyone interested in jig-jigging him.