Before it was on the internet, porn was sold via small ads in men's general interest magazines like True and Argosy, which is where these came from. There was all manner of delivery systems for your porn viewing pleasure. There were little comic books:
Stag films, which required the use of a film projector so the purchase of same automatically tagged you as a pervert back in those days, the mid 50's through the late '70's:
And there were also "art study aids:"And now we have the internet and one can "rough up his suspect in the privacy of his own home, or the local library if one is adventurous. Thank goodness for progress!
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The Lord Pushbottom moniker is going to give me nightmares.
Tragedy + time = comedy
Sleaze + time = quaint
Those damn whipper snappers just don't know how good they've got it these days!
In my day a plain brown wrapper meant happiness for all!
Lord Pushbottom?! That is hilarsquared. I love this stuff. I have a sex book from the 30s and a book about masturbation from the 20s. I must admit, they are oddly progressive.
I have an 8mm projector, does that make me a pervert?
I guess I'm o.k. with that. I'll be showing a screening of "Rough & Tumble" later this afternoon...
More "glamour-posing", please!
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