I can't remember if mine was finding a porn mag in the woods, watching a porn vhs my mate had nicked from his dad, or taking the over 60s porn mags from the top shelf of a place in town then opening them up and laying them over the newspapers on the bottom shelf. We used to get my mate's younger brother to go into a video rental shop to ask "I allowed porno?" too which never got old. You've got to love porn.