I was flicking through the channels on the satellite, trying to see if there was anything on that wasn't a repeat of the Trek/CSI/L&O franchises and came across a programme called "Generation Sex
", which appeared to be a vox pop/ + celebrity cameo documentary/magazine programme on what the younger generation do for kicks.
I caught the tail end of a discussion on juggling multiple (but not simultaneous) partners, then they went into a teaser for the next segment (after the break), which would be about looking into the future of sex. Cut to a preview with some uncaptioned blonde woman giving her opinion on future sex...
"Oh, I don't know. Given that 10 years ago, lap-dancing clubs were illegal, and now they are commonplace. The next thing will be drive-thru blow jobs..."
To which my immediate thought was "Wouldn't the steering wheel get in the way?"
My name is Ian and I am an engineer...
 Which I can't imagine is vastly different from my generation, aside, possibly from the slang
 I couldn't be bothered to carry on watching, but from a what I learned Googling the show, it is likely I could have found out what "snowballing" was and which D-lister had indulged in it.
 No, I didn't Google the term. I don't need, or want, to know
 As if I cared. I really don't need to know what any celebrity does in bed
 No, really. If you know, please don't tell me.
 Unless they are doing it to me, in which case, so long as I enjoy it, I don't care what it is called, except in so far is would be shorthand for "Hey, I really liked it the other night, when you did that, you know, that thing... with the ... and the ... and the teabag. Could you do it again?"
 The chances of any celebrity doing anything in bed with me are extremely remote, unless maybe the descendants of LWT
decide to do a remake of Pillow Talk
AND I do something remotely noteworthy for me to be interviewed in bed by Emma Freud
 Or possibly for "Hell No! It's called what? I didn't know that existed and wish I still didn't."
 Which might be no bad thing, I seem to recall she was quite smart and attractive.
 I really, really hope I made that bit up. If there is a fetish involving teabags, I would really rather not know
 But then, Fetish Quantum Mechanics
states that any conceivable fetish which can be invented or conceived already exists on the Internet, and may have been brought into existence simply by a person thinking of it. 
 And if it now does, I apologise for my role in bringing it into existence.
 I daren't Google it now
 Actually, that could be the next thing after the Googlewhack
- trying to find a combination of "unlikely object/substance/person" and "fetish" that doesn't return at least one hit on Google.