The Demise of Hedge Pron
Ill try to keep this as clean as possible.
When i was a kid about 10/11 years old there was a track behind a friends house where you could occasionally find discarded porn mags im pretty sure this is a common place thing around the uk as i even remember a joke in Spaced about it.
Daisy: Right, I'm going to the shops. D'you want anything?
Tim: Porn.
Daisy: Tim, I'm not going to buy you porn. You can get it from railway sidings like everybody else.
Tim: I can't, I'm an adult. I'm supposed to leave it there.
I remember the excitement when me and my mates would unearth some hedge porn and we would all be gorking at it and laughing.
Back then it was nigh on impossible to get porn where as now it availble easily online and free and im guessing the unspoken ritual of the hedge porn cycle has come to an end.
I also remember there would always be one kid at school who reckoned his dad had a huge porn vid stash and he would borrow them and bring them in on monday. Monday would arrive and he'd turn up sans porn tape with an excuse like his Dad lent it to his uncle and what not. This happened quite a few times untill one day in the summer holidays we were sat at the park and he came running up claiming he had got 2 of the tapes and to go round his at 2 he also said he found lots of beer.
We all piled round his house eagerly awaiting seeing some video porn which was like the holy grail at that age so we drew the curtains and he puts in the film.
It turned out the film was Rita, Sue and Bob Too
When i was a kid about 10/11 years old there was a track behind a friends house where you could occasionally find discarded porn mags im pretty sure this is a common place thing around the uk as i even remember a joke in Spaced about it.
Daisy: Right, I'm going to the shops. D'you want anything?
Tim: Porn.
Daisy: Tim, I'm not going to buy you porn. You can get it from railway sidings like everybody else.
Tim: I can't, I'm an adult. I'm supposed to leave it there.
I remember the excitement when me and my mates would unearth some hedge porn and we would all be gorking at it and laughing.
Back then it was nigh on impossible to get porn where as now it availble easily online and free and im guessing the unspoken ritual of the hedge porn cycle has come to an end.
I also remember there would always be one kid at school who reckoned his dad had a huge porn vid stash and he would borrow them and bring them in on monday. Monday would arrive and he'd turn up sans porn tape with an excuse like his Dad lent it to his uncle and what not. This happened quite a few times untill one day in the summer holidays we were sat at the park and he came running up claiming he had got 2 of the tapes and to go round his at 2 he also said he found lots of beer.
We all piled round his house eagerly awaiting seeing some video porn which was like the holy grail at that age so we drew the curtains and he puts in the film.
It turned out the film was Rita, Sue and Bob Too
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lol ah memories, good ol hedge porn :lol:
Hahahaha! I think that film was everybodies first "porno". :lol:
You never actually saw anyone leave them there though, which baffles me to this day (not that I spent hours hanging out to see, of course) - why would you leave a decent stash of mags pretty much out in the elements for any tom, dick (ahem) or harry to find?
Very odd....still, it livened up those bike rides when I was 9 or 10 !
Never ever bought a porn mag myself but a few mates used to.
I'm stunned how theres still top shelf magazines nowadays though, a quick search on the internet and in seconds you have pictures/videos about whatever you want ('apparently') !
But seriously i'm surprised there are still mags going. No one seriously reads the articles/letters in them do they ?
Maybe I can secure a government grant to carry out more studies?
Have you noticed there is a direct correlation between the decline in Spirograph sales and the increase in gang violence? Think about it. Ah, you won't...
simpsons? ;)
There was a small woods near to where I lived as a kid and there were always tons of porn mags blowing through there. Always remember a mate sitting on the pub steps not far from it and the wind blew a mag right into the side of his head. He obviously picks it off and has a look just as this little old lady rounds the corner - she gave him a right ticking off!
I suppose the mags are still going as not everyone is comfortable with using the internet yet, and a mags a damn sight easier to take into the bog than a laptop. Mind, is this why the iPad is so popular ;-)
I wonder who was responsible for it though...other kids or dirty old men in macs.
Yep. Just felt it fitted the thread nicely.
Never found any hedge porn when I was younger. Did find a copy of the Sunday Sport in a hostel drawer while on a school field trip when I was 13, which was nice. Particularly the freeze frame pictures of Sabrina from the video to Boys...
Remember those funny pens ? All the rage for a while
Living at the sea side, I see those all the time. Well, in one shop at least. Plus, it's only 5 minutes down the road!
where do these cds come from and why does somebody get the urge to fling them into hedges, grass banks and the side of the road?
i also once bought some "nudey" playing cards while on holiday but mi dad confiscated em :(
Hehe my mom confiscated mine after finding them in my bedroom...she never actually said anything they were just sitting on the top of the bin kind of speaking the unspoken message of 'you filthy little sod' to me.
That probably wasn't rain mate.
I hope you all washed yer mits after you'd thumbed through them :p
I probably did, I was obsessed with washing my hands even then. :lol:
*washes hands*
There's no way this is going to sound sane but a mate of mine at work clearly feels the same as you and has started taking pictures of any white dog doings he sees...
It's up there with his counting the wheel nuts on hubcaps and funny license plates (not funny as in a funny word just odd)
As you can probably guess he's a code geek and likes computers....:wink:
Summers were not summers without white dog poop.
I'll re-tell my white dog poop story as you're new wookie.
Playing at the park during the school summer hols, discovery of said poop.
empty Murray mint wrapper in pocket
girl playing in park is observed
shape said poop with a lolly stick into a murray mint type shape
wrap carefully so it looks legit
Offer Murray mint to girl.
Run when she spat it out.
It's gets worse each time ergh! :lol:
Makes my story about almost chopping the girl up the streets foot off with a garden hoe seem saintly :D
:o:lol::lol: that's naaaaassssssty man
Rubberkeys strikes again.................:smile:
post 3. :razz:
Because there is still a market for physical magazines. Not everyone uses the Internet.
A year ago, a local newsagent used to sell access to a porn website. (I never brought said access - porn doesn't do anything for me)
(incidentally, last night, I helped a neighbour move some furniture following the departure of her partner and we found a couple of porn mags under his chair)