So you can imagine my surprise…hanging out with my Torontonian friend "Greco-Italian Dave" tonight, I learned something new and unexpected, which doesn't happen as much nowadays as it should. Which, as per earlier admission of surprise, is surprising because according to popular opinion, Toronto isn't here to surprise.
Toronto has a reputation. No, it's not the punchy-stabby-shooty reputation that has rocked the Toronto Star every day since I came here, but rather, the reputation that has haunted Toronto since the days of yesteryear. Toronto the Gray. Toronto the Blue. Toronto the Abstainer. Toronto the Anti-Sextite.
Despite this reputation, whilst sitting at a local "watering hole" later in the evening, I learned that "Going Greek" does not mean:
1) Ordering souvlaki and actually pronouncing it as "souvlaki" opposed to "slouvaki" or "that bready thing with chicken and garlic sauce"
2) Having a penchant for handsome men and/or women of Grecian descent
3) Forsaking North American pleasures for a sun-kissed island in the middle of the Adriatic and/or Aegean Sea.
4) Choosing a fraternity or sorority in hopes of meeting the men and women described in #2
No no…"Going Greek" means none of these things. Apparently, as indicated by urbandictionary.com, it means:
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to fuck a girl or guy in the ass using olive oil for lube
The chick wanted me to go greek on her ass, so I did and it was awesone.