Reminds me of when they started slapping those parental warning âexplicit lyricsâ stickers on CDâs at the record stores in the mall. It might have been on a type of music that you didnât really even care about and normally wouldnât have looked at, but when you saw THAT sticker on it, your brain automatically forced your arm/hand to pick that up to look at/buy it hahaha.
I think those explicit lyric stickers did a HUGE favor to the rap industry in particular, probably loved by the record producers, the studios, and the rappers themselves as I bet they boosted sales, even for guys not named Tupac, Biggie, etc.
2 Live Crew immediately comes to mind, also, as their album was particularly raunchy, but as kids we LOVED it.
So relateable. Me, You & @Chris_Shugart are all occupying the same age bracket here.
I always think about how they slapped one on Frank Zappaâs âJazz from Hellâ.
Itâs an instrumental album.
Yeah, I believe we are all around the same age.
Now Iâm also remembering when they started to also put that thick black bar across the nudie magazine covers as well! You could still see the titleâŠplayboy, penthouse, Oui, Cherry, Swank (those last 3 were the really trashy but very explicit ones, Iâm just lolâing because I canât believe I remember those names), but man when they started doing that, when you would just glance over at the magazines you instantly were drawn to the magazines with that damn black bar, hiding âthe good stuffâ lol. It was a good thing that one guy in my group of HS friends started shaving like in the damn 6th grade, so he looked WAY older and if we went to the really run-down convenience stores, they didnât give a damn and would sell him magazines, beer, ciggs, whatever we wanted! Awwww, man, the good ol days. I guess todayâs kids donât know how good they have it, they can just type âboobâ into their phones and see all which we used to struggle to see. From having a friend of a friend break into his dadâs âsecretâ VHS collection to swipe a porno, to the guy down the street who ghetto-rigged his cable connection so that he could receive the X-rated channels. Or, when he wasnât around, weâd just watch the channels with all the fuzz and those damn scrolling horizontal lines in the way, hoping to catch a glimpse of something naughty, if but for only a brief second. We had to WORK to get our vices back in the day!
Yes. Not exactly the sort of cassettes I should have had at 11 years old, though I did.
I hope that study didnât cost too much to reach fairly obvious conclusions.
Can women be on record levels of SSRI⊠AND their happiest ever without men / marriage ??
Personally Iâm tired of the purposeful divisiveness and BS âstudiesâ like this designed to drive us apart
Yes, if theyâre all medicated up to the tits to maximize their happiness at the cost of their society.
Wiminz happiness > freedom and prosperity. Get with the times.
So within the last year or two Iâve started to notice that these are at the beginning of a lot of my audiobooks. I find them to be exceptionally helpful. The longer the list the better the book. I think my favorite was âunintentional cannibalismâ.
My bad⊠I just keep seeing mutually exclusive things. Ya know⊠theyâre allegedly so âhappyâ single and childless yet also the most medicated ever.
I⊠now⊠must know name of book.
Do you remember Cinemax up all night? AKA Skinamax. The good old days.
Edit: Sorry, Cinemax after dark. Got that confused with USA up all night. Lol
I love the way she said âUpâ ![]()
![]()
Yes. I also remember all those sex comedies like Spring Break, Hardbodies, Revenge of the Nerds, Stewardess School, Porkyâs, and so on. Haha.
Maybe it was my location, but it was so easy to get them in the 90s in the boroughs of NYC. I think many store managers and strip-club security guys just didnât care. Some guysâ fake IDâs were so bad there was no way they could have been fooled by them. It was fairly easy to get booze and pornography.
The first strip joint I went to was Naked City on Queens Boulevard in Long Island City, Queens. We were 16 and 17 years old and there was a lesbian show in the downstairs room. We had baby faces and were not even carded. Then we went to City Scapes, which is still going, underneath the 59th Street Bridge a few times.
People would buy beer without being IDâd at all sometimes. This was done sometimes in towns some people donât want to go to at night. Sometimes I think we were really freaking ignorant and dumb back then. One time while driving down Roosevelt Avenue in Jackson Heights in 1997 or 1998 with my two friends, all in our late teens, we were pulled over by cops because we were the only pale faces in sight.
I remember we had to get out of the car and I nervously asked, âUh, was I speeding?â for which I got no answer. One of them said while searching my car, âI donât care about the hookers.â We once also got lost in East New York, which has the highest crime rate in Brooklyn, in the wee hours and were shitting bricks. Lol.
You guys might find this funny.
When I was 18-20 a buddy of mine and I would shoplift makeup from Walgreens (since no one suspected guys with beards) and trade it to strippers we knew at a huge discount for access to the club and pharmaceutical recreation.



