And you may ask yourself… “Well. How did I get here?”

. . . and the days go by . . .

Quite a few days have gone by, in fact, since I last did a post like this.  But I noticed a resurgence of randomocity amidst my ‘referred by’ stats earlier today, so for our mutual entertainment (and for a bit of Talking Heads nostalgia – because those lyrics always made about as much sense to me as my search terms do), I present:

What The Hell Are You Looking For?

also known as:
Variations on the Theme of Feve

 

At some point over the past two years (yes, it’s been that long since I’ve done one of these — the horror!), the following questionable question led some poor advice-seeking Schmoe to yonder Blog o’ the Sex:

how do you get suction with a shampoo bottle on my nipples

To which I say…

Cary Elwes blinking confused gif

Uhmmm…  What?

 

Honestly, there are a lot of search terms that I don’t get to see any more (because Google suddenly pretends to care about your ‘privacy’) (don’t be fooled, my pretties), but the ones that *do* come my way, I can usually make some sort of sense of.

Not that one.

How about…

inducing lactation and my nipples are tingling and achy

Uh.  Okay?  Um.

Lady, from Lady and the Tramp, blinking in confusion

I’m very happy for you?  I think?

 

I mean, terms like…

…all make a modicum of sense.

As do fucktoy, cheeky mmf threesome wink, and chores as kink.

Some things, though…

Nope.  I just don’t get it.

But the one that takes the cake?  Or bakes the cake, perhaps…  (I think this might have to do with that particular funky fetish.)

unclean chees cook sex

sarcastic owl blink

Okaaay…

Move over, Martha Stewart.

 

 

SO.
What brings *you* here, hmmm?

 

IMAGE NOTES:  Lady and the Tramp animation is the trademark of the Walt Disney Company and this is posted here under Fair Use.  All .gif animations were the result of Google searches and readily available from multiple sources.  If you are the original creator of any of these images, please contact me for accreditation or removal.

6 thoughts on “And you may ask yourself… “Well. How did I get here?”

    1. Mrs Fever Post author

      And you may say to yourself… “My God! What have I done?”

      (Which is exactly what some of those interesting questions leave me saying, scratching my head in befuddlement.)

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  1. Jz

    You get “unclean chees cook sex”, I get “St. Augustine of Hippo”.
    Tomayto, tomahto…
    Neither one makes more sense than the other.

    (Altho’ clearly, if anybody were to search “earworms for the having”, we’d both be winners!)
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