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How about... People are paid as age verifiers. Win, win. More jobs, lower chance of data being stolen, maybe more awkwardness if you came across your partner on the other end of the teleconference call.
Or, how about this, bring back porn theatres. Industry gets paid from ticket sales, you have a ticket person who can ask for ID.
Also, is porn really that damaging to kids? I remember when there were videos circulating from beheadings and that was far more traumatising.
First thing I thought of was what if your family like aunt/uncle or cousin has this kind of job... that'd be way awkward.
People are paid as age verifiers. Win, win. More jobs
Broken window fallacy
Back to wooded areas for you, my friend
Not saying that he should have to do this -- but I bet he could apply foundation+concealer to cover them up.
I'd be devastated if I couldn't watch pyrn.
On one hand this guy has a hell of a hobby that seems like it steps on everything else in his life. On the other its amazing dude exists to fuck with normative behavior and policies that exist to keep people down.
Sail the high seas, friends.
Pretty soon it'll be illegal to masturbate over anything but a picture of the king.
Note to self: Sell realistic masks so adult Brits can watch llama Pr0n.
He should put lemon slices over his eyes to complete the look.
“Ah good, finally have some alone time. Just gotta go put on a full face of caked-on concealer before I can jork it.”
Thankful for them trying to protect our virgin eyes from the ravages of a dirty word, but the extra letters r
n
are too triggering, and they've scarred our delicate, snowflake lives.
Is there some remedy they can offer to atone for inflicting this trauma on us?