Category Archives: This Is A Fetish for Someone

Someone has a dirty mind

This Is A Fetish for Someone, for September 14th, 2010.

I’m pretty sure I saw…er, I mean, a friend saw something like this Doody Head game in a German “special interest” video:


Basically, it’s sorta like playing beanbags, I guess, where instead of beanbags you’re throwing fake poop, and instead of throwing them at some area on the ground, you’re throwing them at a hat the other player is wearing, and hoping they stick.

Here it is in action, with a pretty girl demonstrating:



I may have awoken some strange feelings in some of you, for which I apologize.

(found at this Amazon store listing)

This Is A Fetish for Someone, for August 24th, 2010.

By the time the Girls Gone Mowing video series hit Volume XIX, “Sexy Seniors on Sod,” the marketplace pretty much had its fill of this kind of exploitative production. But still, that last installment gave its starring Grandmas plenty of Christmas money to give to the grandchildren that year:

“Why does this five dollar bill smell like beer and old linen?”

“Never you mind…Granny worked hard for that money, and you just buy yourself some candybars or something with that.”

Ad from Life, May 28, 1951.

This Is A Fetish for Someone, for August 3, 2010

Someone, somewhere, can only find that certain level of…satisfaction by reaching into his/her pocket and firmly grasping their fuzzy and warm kangaroo scrotum keychain. Well, today is that person’s lucky day, my friends:


According to the auction listing, “as many other parts of the kangaroo are used as possible in an effort to recycle the entire animal,” in case you were worried that there was an army of kangaroo castrati populating all those Outback opera houses.

(from this auction)

This Is A Fetish for Someone, for July 27th, 2010

In the immortal and possibly slightly paraphrased words of noted philosopher Jamie Farr (from one of his appearances on The Gong Show): “What you see is what you got, what you don’t see might be hot!”

Oh, Mr. Squirrel in Underpants…you are such a tease!

Though thinking on this further…the auction reads as follows:

“Are you sick and tired of squirrels running naked in the trees around your house?  Have you had to hide your children’s eyes when a tiny furry streaker crosses the sidewalk in front of you?”

I’m assuming these squirrels were never put through any kind of potty training, so instead of naked squirrels running around your yard, you’ll now have a bunch of squirrels with tiny underpants filled with urine and droppings. Which, sadly, is also very likely to be a Fetish for Somebody.

(from this eBay auction)

This Is A Fetish for Someone, for July 20, 2010

From Scooby-Doo: Pirates Ahoy, we have a little something for the ladies and 10% of the men:

And we here we have a little something for…for…

…oh dear.

“My sweater smells like Scooby snacks!” “Think that’s bad, my purple dress smells like pot.”

…Yes, that was a “Shaggy is totally a doper” joke. I apologize sincerely, and I hope to have this box of Jokes from A Decade or So Ago sealed up and put back into storage shortly.