My First Experience of the Internet
We remember when this was all fields, and lived a furtive life of dial-up modems and dodgy newsgroups. Tell us about how you came to love the internets.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 11:56)
We remember when this was all fields, and lived a furtive life of dial-up modems and dodgy newsgroups. Tell us about how you came to love the internets.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 11:56)
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I was about 12-13
We had recently got the internet at home so when I was alone I obviously went looking for porn. I found a few images and decided to save them on the computer. "I'll keep them well hidden" I said to myself "in some obscure hidden folder where no-one will find them".
Where did I end up putting them? Only the fucking startup folder so they all popped up the next time someone turned the computer on.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 18:10, 4 replies)
We had recently got the internet at home so when I was alone I obviously went looking for porn. I found a few images and decided to save them on the computer. "I'll keep them well hidden" I said to myself "in some obscure hidden folder where no-one will find them".
Where did I end up putting them? Only the fucking startup folder so they all popped up the next time someone turned the computer on.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 18:10, 4 replies)
I printed my porn pictures out
And then I hid them in my guitar magazines under my bed
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 22:52, closed)
And then I hid them in my guitar magazines under my bed
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 22:52, closed)
ah yes
Me too...
Last year I had to visit home to help empty out my parents' recently sold house, and found some print outs like that in an otherwise empty dresser that the movers had taken outside. Always cover your tracks, lads...
( , Fri 23 Mar 2012, 2:19, closed)
Me too...
Last year I had to visit home to help empty out my parents' recently sold house, and found some print outs like that in an otherwise empty dresser that the movers had taken outside. Always cover your tracks, lads...
( , Fri 23 Mar 2012, 2:19, closed)
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