A spartan upbringing.
In my day we had to forrage in the woods for porn (scat or otherwise) and build well-concealed and fortified hideaways in which to house and consult our precious publications.

Personally, I am in no doubt that our regular battles with rival gangs and marauding peadophiles along with the logistical demands involved in the average youthful fwap made me the man of iron I am today.
(infantile disorder, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 11:54, Reply)