There was a bush near the local cricket fields that always had smut mags in, and another bit by a local common.
We always moved it from there to our secret base in the local park, but 'cus the base was so shit (not much more than a wigwam without the sheet bit) we lost it every couple of weeks to build a new one, and therefore couldn't find the stash of tramp smut.

One day one of my friends took the smut home because we wern't going via the base when we spotted it, but his mum found out and phoned up all the other mums to say she's found us playing with pornography. Half the parents laughed, one was releaved to confirm hetrosexualty and a few kids got grounded on the basis of keeping up appearances.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 10 Feb 2011, 10:36, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

It's a bygone world sadly denied the boys of the 'digital age'.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 10 Feb 2011, 10:39, Reply)

Nowadays pure filth is available with but a Google search.
They'll never know the thrill of finding porn stashes.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Thu 10 Feb 2011, 10:40, Reply)

*stares wistfully into the middle distance*

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 10 Feb 2011, 10:44, Reply)

I find a porn stash in a hotel room in Euston a couple of years back
It was quite well hidden.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Thu 10 Feb 2011, 10:55, Reply)

First thing I do when in a hotel room
Is hunt for porn.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Thu 10 Feb 2011, 11:01, Reply)

I do now!

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Thu 10 Feb 2011, 11:04, Reply)