Dumb douchey drunk tries to pick a fight with a cop, there are tons of these videos. I've never understood why some people feel the need to poke the bear in these situations. You're at a baseball game and you're drunk, this is no the time to stand up for your civil rights.
These videos are wonderful because self-appointed "activists" (drunk or not) are worthless assturds. When are these pretentious ding-dongs going to wake up and realize that "rights" are not the same thing as "rules"? If you know your basic detaining rights, fine. "Am I being detained or arrested, sir? If not, may I go now?"...that's it. The cop was a bit too rough, but at the same time fuck 'em. This is the best one of all, not just in this category, but one of the best in the entire internet video history: ....scream, bitch.
Stop bitching, you ungrateful fuck. You know what you needed for 'streaming porn' in my day? A girl. An honest to goodness, living, breathing, human female. Do you have any fucking idea how hard one of those was to procure when you're 14, look like Fred Savage's smaller stunt double, and have absolutely no idea how to interact with humans, much less human females? Fuck right off. My generation had to sneak our dads' Playboys out when we thought it was safe. Boo hoo with your 'P2P porn sharing' rough days growing up.
VI, if you don't mind, allow me to commiserate and stand on your lawn with you and yell at the youngsters.
I have some extra lawn chairs, feel free to pull one up, as they're all unoccupied. Mostly because I still suck at interacting with humans.
In the early days of Napster file sharing, I remember spending an entire night waiting for our family computer to download one graphic balls-deep image. After 5 hours on the dial-up, the connection crashed at 54% complete. All I'm saying, VI and Noland, is that P2P didn't always mean insta-porn. Sometimes it meant great disappointment.
Over-saturation of porn has no doubt made acquiring it less fun. Before the Internet, it was a quest-- an adventure, if you will. You'd hear about somebody selling a porn stash and dudes would converge on the place like they were giving away $100 dollar bills. Or, you'd have to show some sand and walk through the swinging saloon doors of the video store Red Room. ...not that it deterred MY friends. They would storm into the XXX room like Texas cops with a no-knock warrant.
What the hell are you talking about? Kazaa and LimeWire were getting big just as I figured out what jerking off actually meant. They were glorious times. Glorious.
When I was 11 (which is my daughter's age - eeek) my friend's house was a bonanza of porn. They had cinemax, her dad had a stash of penthouse and playboy. Then when her adult brother moved back home, that was an even bigger score. His magazines had both men and women naked. He also had a paperback I'll never forget, the story was basically about a family banging each other out - parents and brothers and sisters. When we moved away it was a few years before the next big hit. A friend's parents kept XXX VHS tapes not very well hidden near the VCR. Good times.
Internet porn took off when I was 19. So, 2000 was like hitting the lottery. If Kazaa was a magazine I would have burned a hole front to back. Before that I know all about the dark times, the lean years. I once got so desperate I jacked off to a picture of a cover of a Playboy. Not even the cover itself, just a picture of the cover offered in a Publisher's Clearing House catalogue. A fucking thumbnail sized photo. The only time Anna Nicole Smith ever appealed to me. Before the internet there was nothing. NOTHING. If you were lucky one of your friends had a magazine or a grainy tape. Both inexorably covered in two generations of Liebschnitz family DNA. If not, you were drawing your own stick figure woman and lamentably jacking off on it in the dark of your bathroom. Even in 1997ish when there was AOL and message boards you still had to wait upwards of 15 minutes for one photo to load. By the time the top of the girl's pixelated head finally rendered you were already done, washed up, and making a sandwich.
I was the friend whose family had the huge stash of porn. Trust me, having access to a large amount porn VHS tapes from a very young age probably did a lot more damage than good. It might have seemed like a gravy train but it really does warp your perception of women in relation to sex.
Oh, Kazaa. I inadvertently downloaded tons of porn thanks to it. I'd hit "start" downloading an innocuous-sounding file like "Beavis and Butthead Season 2, Episode 12" and skip along once I saw my 3 1/2 hour download time begin. My very conservative dad would later head up to the computer to be greeted by gay interracial porn stars jackhammering each other. Ah, memories.
Kazaa was the original one-stop shop for..... well, EVERYTHING. Every song ever made? Free. Every movie? Free. Entire series of TV shows? Free. Porn? FUCKING FREE. Spending thousands upon thousands of dollars suddenly was erased from existence. Limewire was just plain ridiculous. What Kazaa could t do Limewire could faster than a strobe light could blink. Unreal.
Bless then both. Before I used to download and print off pictures to tape up in my shower and crack stick to in peace without worry of intervention. Limewire and Kazaa were still dangerous cause I couldn't download anything in the background or save anything cause my computer savvy father would either notice it was on, or seemingly amuse himself hunting down my porn stashes hidden in SimCity map folders. So it was up to me to find an hour block of time where I could safely download a file and then flog the dolphin. With dodgy internet connections, it was never easy. Then I got to college and my dorm had DirectConnect, basically P2P over the shared university network. Went from being THRILLED with 25kb a second download speeds to getting 1-2MB per second and downloading a full 1GB movie in minutes. It was pandemonium.
Ours was called The Hub. All the movies and music in the world at your fingertips... and lots of porn. A couple guys on the network had over 2 tb of porn. That's dedication.
Your dick must have looked like a burned match stick. I don't know how more colleges didn't get nicked for illegal downloads. There must have been thousands of terabytes of illegal porn, music, and movies in any dorm at any given time. One guy in dorm 2F for 2 hours on a Wednesday actually used his connection to access a research archives. But the other window of his computer was streaming porn.