The women are ribald Moishe. I'm afraid you would end up scrambling up the hill with a deep scarlet face and neck. Mexican humor feminina is dead-black-grade and has deep roots in sarcasm and hyperbole -- but yes, the foundation of rumor and gossip must be authentic or it all falls apart.
Years ago I purchased an extra large "gallena" (hen) as a piñata for one of the girl's birthday. The "extra vocal and vigorous" rooster from up the hill discovered it one afternoon when Brenda had a lot of her friends on the patio. I won't get explicit here but what ensued, left seven or eight women prone on the patio deck pounding the floor with their fist, tears streaming down their cheeks. That wasn't what chased me off -- the gossip that followed was lurid and grotesque. I fled at high speed down to the beach.
