When I was really young, like 7-9, I used to be outside all day with the neighborhood kids.
This was before home computers, Atari, Colicovision and all that.
I used to roam around the neighborhood looking for anything cool and one of the best things was to go into abandoned laundromats beneath the apartment complexes.
These things were dark, dank and nasty and without light
abandoned since the 1950’s.
So it was like urban exploring.
If you were bored, you’d go exploring new crawl spaces and cellars
and without fail, you would find old porno magazines in these places. :o)
I’m about to drag the munchkin out the door. He wants to stay home and play video games, but Scott needs quiet and I want to be nice and go the NY Roadrunners office for his race number for tomorrow.
I’m going to the Met with the boy. This promises to be a bit of torture for both of us. He likes to run through, and I could stare at each piece of art for hours.
“DH, you pretty slow for a SUPPOSED young dude. I was pretty fast at your age then. you slipping.”
not slow – just multitasking. holla
Wendy, just make sure his psp is fully charged so he can play games while you stare at the hotties (ah, ART I mean)
Porn?
When I was really young, like 7-9, I used to be outside all day with the neighborhood kids.
This was before home computers, Atari, Colicovision and all that.
I used to roam around the neighborhood looking for anything cool and one of the best things was to go into abandoned laundromats beneath the apartment complexes.
These things were dark, dank and nasty and without light
abandoned since the 1950’s.
So it was like urban exploring.
If you were bored, you’d go exploring new crawl spaces and cellars
and without fail, you would find old porno magazines in these places. :o)
DH, you pretty slow for a SUPPOSED young dude. I was pretty fast at your age then. you slipping.
I’m about to drag the munchkin out the door. He wants to stay home and play video games, but Scott needs quiet and I want to be nice and go the NY Roadrunners office for his race number for tomorrow.
I’m going to the Met with the boy. This promises to be a bit of torture for both of us. He likes to run through, and I could stare at each piece of art for hours.
Wish me luck!
u suck, m4l
“Who actually gets porn DVDs anymore?”
Only if I happen to find them on the top of a trash can. Not that that ever happened.
I’ll never admit to liking porn. Doesn’t mean I don’t watch it regularly, however.
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