No, my friend's stepdad did. :pimp:

In the '70's the streets and highways were where they "shopped" for kids like me. I get what you're saying, but the extra tools doesn't turn otherwise non-predatory types into pedo's

**** you. All I had was a friend who's dad owned a warehouse where the workers put up dirty calenders. Luckily the I got the internet around the same time so it was all good.

Though I'll always have a thing for Anna Clark cause of that warehouse. Playboy bunny from the month and year I was born.

You mean you were one of the only teen guys who didn't have Playboy issues crammed under the mattress?

I had the internet in time for all that. My porn collection was all in bits and bytes.

Sucks to be you guys. I had cable so I didn't have to leave home. I had to use more imagination to figure out what was going on in between the squigly lines though

I feel sorry for the Japanese, pixellated genitals do nothing for me.

Pixelated avatars on the other hand..

:laughing:

Touché

There was a pay channel in my area, back in the 80's, (channel 25 or 27, I think) where you could see scrambled hard-core porn, late at night. They would unscramble the signal every few minutes for a few seconds, or sometimes, a minute or two to get you to see enough to want to pay for a subscription.