Alley porn

The other night, while walking my dog, I found a pile of VHS porn in the alley. I became scared and confused, so I brought them all home. While I was picking them up I  laughed, self-consciously to myself, knowingly to my dog, and confidently to any hidden cameras.

13+ years ago I would have been pretty excited about this find—both because of my age and the relative inaccessibility of pornography (especially video, am I right?). For now I will just let my inner-child appreciate these videos, which will stand as a towering reminder of mediums-past until I can find a VHS player and some alone time.

(The other videos were not labeled, but were stopped halfway through. I have my fingers crossed for special, porn-dumping-stranger-edited treasures)