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So there I am, aged 11, crawling through the woods with the Scouts when we come upon a big pile of magazines stuck into a tree. Risking losing the game by being seen, we stand up to knock them down.

They flutter down in a big heap - and behold, they are full of nudey ladies!

Crawling through the woods suddenly lost its appeal...

What was your first experience of porn?

(, Thu 25 Jan 2007, 15:29)
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A good kickin' for Fat Little Fecker
I was 10 years old and about to bash in the head of the fat little fecker who lived two doors down from us. My dad was in the army at the time, and I decided to borrow his combat boots so I could get a really satisfying MoD boot in. Fit didn't really matter - intimidation was key. "Oooh - he's gone to get his dad's army boots - better run fat little fecker". I left the chubby monkey sweating as I ran into my house: "Don't you frickin' well move - I'm coming right back"

Anyway - while rummaging in dad's cupboard to find his boots - well . . . porn rags were uncovered, and the fight forgotten as I spent the rest of the afternoon scanning nudie bits and scanty undies. . .

. . . I don't know how long fat little fecker and our braying audience waited outside for my return. I picture the sun setting, their long shadows stretching before them as, one by one, they sidled off as their mums called them in to tea.

Moral? Porn = less putting in of the boot. A good thing.
(, Thu 25 Jan 2007, 21:45, Reply)

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