OT: when was the last time you purchased some 'top shelf grot?'

How are these publications still going? Who the hell buys them?

What were you ‘ahem’ doing when you thought of this?

Who the hell buys them?

Not Ian;

1982 I believe.
Was tempted by a copy of “Fighting Girls Monthly” in about ’98 but it was about £7.

A lot of places have stuck the shooting mags on the top shelf.. WH Smiths wouldnt sell any fieldsports mags to under 14s recently.

So i was pondering why they had to be up there with the grot, and who buys them these days.

About 15 years ago I lived above the Adult Mag Exchange shop in Sheffield.

I’ll write that again… Adult. Magazine. Exchange!!

Lot of trench coats and dark glasses seemed to pass in and out of it’s rear entrance.

doesn’t the Jazz Mag Fairy buy them all, then liberally distribute them among the bushes and hedgerows of the country? to delight inquisitive young minds?

In the age of the internet, jazz mags must be for those who don’t understand computers. These people still exist, but their numbers are depleting.

Perhaps they also sell to those with no hobby. Scanning a magazine rack most would find something of interest, be it cars, bikes, flower arranging or whatever. If you really have no interest in any kind of hobby, chances are you still like to shake hands with the governor of love. The top shelf is for you.

Who the hell buys them?

people who’ve developed a fetishistic attachment to the staples and the smell of fresh ink 🙂

In the age of the internet, jazz mags must be for those who don’t understand computers. These people still exist, but their numbers are depleting.

whether you understand computers or not access to the internet isn’t a given

chances are you still like to shake hands with the governor of love

😆

Perhaps people buy copies of Asian, Big Jug Milfy Readers Wives to hide their copy of Nuts in, so sparing embarrassment while reading it on the bus

Jamie Cullum’s Jazz Mags on the John Holmes 😀

One of my stag dares was to purchase one. My best man actually complained to the teenage cashier that he had got the price wrong, I pointed out that it said over 50 and it didn’t refer to the price 😯

Girl on the Tube the other day was reading Fifty Shades of Grey. Yet when I took out my copy of Razzle, I was the one getting disapproving looks.

A crescent w k is a bit trickier with the internet

Every. Single. Bike. Road. Trip.

🙂

All of us have to provide some gentertainment on a road trip. the first night of a weekend is spent drinking (waaaaay too much!) and perusing the rhythm pamphlets.

The last night of a weekend is spent driving home and “redistributing” the stash. Creating a little byway bongo, hedgepron and footpath filth for a new generation to discover.

🙂

The last night of a weekend is spent driving home and “redistributing” the stash. Creating a little byway bongo, hedgepron and footpath filth for a new generation to discover.

Grooming, in other words.

A crescent w k is a bit trickier with the internet

😆

It’s hardly “grooming” if it’s just left in a hedgerow for someone to discover! 🙂

Leaving your phone number on it, though…..

Leaving your phone number on it, though…..

You put Greatape’s phone no on it? You swine!

And his home address, of course.

Last year I was sat outside my flat in Bristol and a slightly dodgy looking guy walks past and leaves something on top of a wheelie bin. He was in his 50/60s and Indian/Pankistani appearance but was wearing those trendy jeans with the white paint logo on and other clothes that you would expect to see on someone 18-25ish and just didn’t look right. I got out and looked at what he had put on the bin and it was a gay pron mag open on what I am guessing was a guy who he liked the most.

I was trying to work out how to put it in the bin without touching it when my dad turned up and did it for me. I made him wash his hands before he touched anything! I don’t know if it was a one-off or he does it a lot.

CaptainFlashheart – Member
…the first night of a weekend is spent drinking (waaaaay too much!)

I knew it, you post-it note guys are CRAAAAAAZY!

Of course, the problem with hedgerow pron was always that they were in terrible condition by the time you got it.

I learned my lesson young, so all my Frankie gets fabloned immediately after purchase 8)

all my Frankie gets fabloned

I’m usually home with the downies when it comes to slang, but I’m going to need a translation for that one I’m afraid.

Fabloned LOL. Took me back to my JNCO cadre.
Do you produce crib cards too? 😀

Oh, for heavens sake –

Frankie: Frankie Vaughan – rhymering slang…

Fablon: See through plastic coating that you use on maps etc, that makes them, erm, wipe clean 😉

Wrecker – nah, but those A5 sized magazines from certain continental european specialist retailers (rodox and color climax, that should bring back a few memories/twitches/sweaty palms for some on here) were just the right size for a map pocket or ressie bag 😈

04/08/12

I think you’ll find the correct term for such publications is art pamphlets

Frankie: Frankie Vaughan – rhymering slang…

Ah, sorry, I’m Northern.

Wrecker – nah, but those A5 sized magazines from certain continental european specialist retailers (rodox and color climax, that should bring back a few memories for some on here) were just the right size for a map pocket or ressie bag

Sentry duty always went quicker when alone 😀

we bought some last year when driving through holland somewhere near leuwaarden

we took it back to the office and snuck it into the project managers rig bag……as he was due to fly home that night

cue an irate phone call to us later that night when his mrs was putting his washing in the machine …..

good times !

In the early nineties when I was a teenager, back when the Forestry Commission was still an organisation of men with chainsaws rather than laptops, I spent a good few shifts up atop fire towers in a certain forest in Northern England

I swear the stack of porn in one of those towers was over four feet high 😀

We’ve ‘found’ a proper perv hangout on Canock Chase, specialist reading amaterial, underwear & stockings hung in trees, a nice sitting area, discarded tissues etc- all with a secluded little path heading to it. We thought it was cheeky trail, it turned out to be a bit more than that.

rhythm pamphlets

been laughing for a good 5 min at that one. 😆

They’ll probably continue to sell until all articulated lorries have got internet access.

Oh, and sometime in the mid or late 90s I guess.

A good decade since I bought some grot – but we put it to good use: secretly sellotaped it all over a mate’s windows, behind his blinds, before going off for a lads weekend.

Mate returned to find irate notes from the other flats that looked onto his windows 😀

secretly sellotaped it all over a mate’s windows, behind his blinds, before going off for a lads weekend.

That, sir, is inspired. 🙂

I had a conversation with my 14 year old stepsons recently about why thy spend so much time in front of a PS3 playing CoD, when they could be out on their bikes (expensive, I might add) looking for hedgepron like normal teenagers did when I was a kid.

They didn’t reply, on just waved his mobile phone in my direction and said words to the effect of “Got all the grumble I want on here innit!”.

Sad times.

I’m laughing and slightly sick at the same time

Noting all the pervs…lol

These days of course…

A lad I lived with at uni used to call in to the 24 hour garage on the way back from the pub, then stand at the little hatch thing, and get the poor little Asian guy working there to flick through the spaff mags, holding them up to the window, so he could make his selection, before continuing his journey home to rough up the prime suspect.

Our airing cupboard was full of them