Do women play songs on their bellies like men do?

You know when you use your belly like a conga drum and beat out tunes Like “William Tell” or the “Sponge Bob Square Pants” theme?

… hey… no need to look at me that way, I’m *just *askin’!

Earlier in another thread, you had said something sensitive and for a split second, I wondered if you could be female.

Having read your OP, I’m wondering no more. 2000% male.

Do you hit your head like a coconut sometimes too? :stuck_out_tongue:
Oh, and to answer your OP, that would be a big no from this female. :smiley:

I do. Pretty frequently actually.

Yes, escpecially if it will annoy my kid.

No, but sometimes I flick Dixie on the sides of my cheeks. Um, the ones on my face…

But I’m a guy, so I don’t count.

…“like men do”?

I knew a kid in school who played Hot Butter’s “Popcorn” like that. :smiley:

You seem to have a strangely exclusive definition of “men”.

Cool! I think I’ll expand my repertoire to include that gem.

The “Sponge Bob Square Pants” theme? The “Sponge Bob Square Pants” theme? Kids today. Your belly is for playing “Shave and a Haircut” and anything else is carrying things too far. Yes, I am male.

Female here-- I don’t remember doing this, but my husband does it pretty frequently. What’s really weird is that we’re almost always on the same wavelength as far as songs go, so I can usually get what he’s trying to perform in 5-6 notes.

I had a (male) friend in high school who was a true virtuoso in the art of manualism. He could hand-fart the drum section to just about every U2 song ever written, among other things. I was pretty good at it myself for a while; I have fond memories of sitting in the dark on a summer evening after the power went out, teaching my best female friend how to make spectacular hand-farting noises…

giggle giggle

Oddly enough, yes, but they’re always made up songs. “Too Much Foody” and “Fatty Fat Fat” are two of my all-time favorites. Then again, my family is known for breaking into song and dance spontaneously, sometimes made up songs that we all strangely seem to know, sometimes show tunes.

The classic, of course, is the one to be sung when waiting for the bathroom, “I’ve Gotta Go Pee,” to the tune of Sammy David Jr’s “I’ve Gotta Be Me.”

What? What about Iron Man? Or Money for Nothin? Or the drum solo bit from In the Air Tonight? I mean cmon, that was made for bellies.

I’m a guy, and I’ve never played anything on my stomach. I have, however, played songs on my throat, and even gotten into talent shows doing so.

Why, yes. Yes, I do. And while the standards have always amused my nieces and nephews, they concluded that I was godlike after I pounded out the William Tell Overture on my skull for their entertainment. It takes both fists, superb timing and a rock-like head. (male :D)

This woman does. I usually just play a really rockin’ drum beat, but have played “Shave and a Hair Cut” and some other classics.

My favorite is doing a big Ricky Ricardo “Babalooo” on my stomach. I was cracking everyone up at the bar this Saturday with that, actually…

Bonanza theme, anyone?

Awesome, just like on TV! Does inexplicable orchestral music start playing too? Do random people come in off the street and join in?

Sadly, not yet, though it is a dream of mine. One of the best moments was when my cousin and I were driving a visiting friend around Vegas and for some reason we started singing a parody of “There’s a Hole in the Bucket.” The parody was made up on the spot, yet we both managed to fake it well enough that we could sing together without stumbling.

We are an odd clan.

I’m a woman, and I do, but my hubby’s belly has a much nicer resonance, so I tend to prefer it if he’s nearby.