Laybys were always a favourite hunting ground. I think the travelling reps must stop off and discard their "entertainment" prior to arriving home.

Recently (2003) I was dumping rubbish down the local tip/recycling center, on seeing a large suitcase with a grot mag hanging out of it I rescued the suitcase, a right heavy job and wonder of wonders it was absolutely toppers with high quality grumble

It was added to my considerable collection.

The cycle continued when my bezzer oppo on marrying a fecking hatchet faced harridan and losing a brace of quality house mates was ordered to dispose of my pamphlets down the tip

Top tip for alfresco wanking is do it in the middle of a field of high corn, only the glider pilots can spot you

Ref argos catalogues, you were missing a trick if you didn't spot the sunbeds and shower sections..........tsk tsk amatures

Did the link for the woman and the horse ever get posted?

Originally Posted by thegimp

Laybys were always a favourite hunting ground. I think the travelling reps must stop off and discard their "entertainment" prior to arriving home.

Recently (2003) I was dumping rubbish down the local tip/recycling center, on seeing a large suitcase with a grot mag hanging out of it I rescued the suitcase, a right heavy job and wonder of wonders it was absolutely toppers with high quality grumble

It was added to my considerable collection.

The cycle continued when my bezzer oppo on marrying a fecking hatchet faced harridan and losing a brace of quality house mates was ordered to dispose of my pamphlets down the tip

Top tip for alfresco wanking is do it in the middle of a field of high corn, only the glider pilots can spot you

What age are you?
This is a thread about pre pubescent males finding pornographic mags in the 60’s,70’s,80’s and maybe a bit of hardcore German mags in the 90’s.

This is proper right of passage stuff, not I’m mid 30’s and to cheap to buy my own. The fact that you frequent layby’s looking for freeby mags is way off the mark.

The age of discovery and sharing this with a teenage friend. Not the fact that you have just driven youself to the local laybys in your 4x4 rooting round the bins.

Bicycles, one leg of your trousers tucked into your sock and a special secret of heaps of jazz mags shared with an equally shocked mate.

It's a fact. The best grot was always found behind those green post office boxes in the street or tucked in a bush. This is a way of life that is sadly becoming a thing of the past. These young 'uns have it easy with their PS 3's and internet porn, it's all there at the click of a button. Instinctively knowing where you could find hidden porn (and fags) is a skill that should be taught at school. No wonder this country is becoming soft.

Sadly, we are seeing the end of 'porn' as we know it..

There used to be a magic about the discovery of grot mags and the wonder of turning pages and seeing all the different types of women willing to bare all for a noble cause.

Same with the films.. They had a variety of types and they had.. surprise... a plot!!

oh, sure some of them went no further than the salesman and farm girl or the pizza ' boy' or plumber/electrician and bored housewife..
but..

somewhere things went all bad.. every film became filled with mindless sex with the same clone of a plastic boobed blonde bimbo..

plots went the way of the dodo and all you got was a string of ' vignettes' with no 'connecting thread'..

now DVD sales are tanking and porno films no longer are worth the cost.. all the bits are being cut up or filmed in 7 minute segments for downloading/uplinking to the internet, cellphones,iPod video players and other ' intstant communication devices '.. at so many cents per minute or 'transmission'...

kids are being denied the thrill of the hunt, the gasps of delight on discovering stuff in ' secret' places... the frisson of the surprise reward when uncovering the stash..

its all so readily accessible, easily obtained and well... clinical and ' mundane '...

there's no more joy.. no more excitement..

I fear for the boys of today... no danger, no skulking in the dark, no fumbling in shadows... no fear of parental disapproval...

one more symptom of the collapse of civilization as we know it..

I agree with those saying the easy access of internet filth is ruining todays youth taking home a jazz mag you found was a test of nerve and cunning. You had to go home and face your parents with said filth hidden on your person then not give the game away by looking nervous or too excited at the thought of the self abuse you were about to indulge in.
Things like are this what made us into men

Originally Posted by thegimp

Laybys were always a favourite hunting ground. I think the travelling reps must stop off and discard their "entertainment" prior to arriving home.

Recently (2003) I was dumping rubbish down the local tip/recycling center, on seeing a large suitcase with a grot mag hanging out of it I rescued the suitcase, a right heavy job and wonder of wonders it was absolutely toppers with high quality grumble

It was added to my considerable collection.

The cycle continued when my bezzer oppo on marrying a fecking hatchet faced harridan and losing a brace of quality house mates was ordered to dispose of my pamphlets down the tip

Top tip for alfresco wanking is do it in the middle of a field of high corn, only the glider pilots can spot you

Is that how you did your arm in then. :D

Originally Posted by Rocketeer

now DVD sales are tanking and porno films no longer are worth the cost.. all the bits are being cut up or filmed in 7 minute segments for downloading/uplinking to the internet, cellphones,iPod video players and other ' intstant communication devices '.. at so many cents per minute or 'transmission'...

..

There's probably a very good reason why they don't need to be more than about 7 minutes long!

Even as a sprog I'd have to go along with the lamentations of you Old and Bold on this thread. Even after you've cast aside all the blown up silicone human barbie dolls, the ones who can really perform are few and far between. The 70s and 80s gals were just so much filthier and knew what they were doing. And for gods sake whats with all this shaving? If you don't look twelve, then it don't look right.... oh dear. Woops.