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I did. I had a nice hustle going back when I was a younger teen.
See, I was lucky enough to have a cable descrambler. What, children, is that? Well, back in the day, they used to send ALL of the channels to you. The good ones were scrambled up so that you couldn't see them. Only if your cable box had an authorization code would it descramble the channel. Well, this thing would override all of that and let you see everything for free. This video explains it.
So, obviously, I wanted one.
Mowed lawns all summer for one of them. They used to just freely sell them online in the early internet days on sketch websites with impunity. And back then I was in Junior High (this was like '96-97.) I got free HBO, free PPVs, free everything. Including a little channel called The Spice Channel. If you don't know what that is, Google it. NSWF, but Google it when you get off of work.
So I'm showing this to one of my friends. He's like "woah, HBO! OMFG, you can watch all the WWF pay-per-views!" And then we get to The Spice Channel. He was speechless. Simply amazed. The first and only words out of his mouth were. "Dude...can you...like...record this for me?"
So we went to Revco (now CVS) and he bought a blank tape. And I recorded two hours of it for him.
And thus my pornography pirating business had begun.
And I had the best pirate video business going. You see, back then children, you couldn't just go on the internet and easily find pornography like today. Most people didn't have internet to begin with. And those that did only had dialup. The thought of downloading an entire porno wasn't even a thing anybody could conceptualize. They were only sold at adult book stores and at the weird back room at the video rental store. So if you were a young lad, there was only one way to see such a thing. You parents accidently leave it around and you find it.
And that's how it was. Until I came up with the most ingenious plot I've likely ever devised in my lifetime.
The day after I showed my friend my new cable descrambler, I was in Big Lots. Back then, they had this deep discount VHS bin where they sold ****ty movies nobody wanted. Then it hit me. Dude. I should buy these...record porno over it...and sell it to the kids at school. And they were selling copies of this kids movie called The Buttercream Gang (which, yes, sounds like the name of a porno) for the rock bottom price of $1.99 brand new. I bought like 5 of them. I used these because if their parents found the tape, they just thought it was some kids' movie. My tapes had built in camouflage. I went and recorded over them with late night Cinemax and Spice Channel shows. I had my boy I recorded the earlier video for vouch for me. I sold those suckers at lunch for $20 a piece within 10 minutes.
So, yeah, I sold them all. Then I went back, bought more copies. Sold more. Next thing I knew, there were like 2 dozen dudes coming to me for the hook up. For whatever reason, literally every Indian dude in the school was a loyal, loyal customer. In fact, one of these dudes would be looking at the TV Guide and would be paying me extra me to record specific pornos. He'd be like "Channel 98, 2AM, Thursday Night. ." And for this dude, I had to get different videos cassette tapes at Big Lots, because he can't have like 10 copies of The Buttercream Gang on his shelf. So it would be whatever the cheapest thing at Big Lots was. Just random *****. Like the 1993 PGA Golf Highlights was one I remember buying for him.
I made hella money off of that.
Then everyone got high speed internet access in '98 and killed my business. So then when high school came around, I got a CD burner and started burning custom CD compilations for people. Which was awesome until Napster ruined that, too.
But yeah, that was my criminal enterprise.
See, I was lucky enough to have a cable descrambler. What, children, is that? Well, back in the day, they used to send ALL of the channels to you. The good ones were scrambled up so that you couldn't see them. Only if your cable box had an authorization code would it descramble the channel. Well, this thing would override all of that and let you see everything for free. This video explains it.
So, obviously, I wanted one.
Mowed lawns all summer for one of them. They used to just freely sell them online in the early internet days on sketch websites with impunity. And back then I was in Junior High (this was like '96-97.) I got free HBO, free PPVs, free everything. Including a little channel called The Spice Channel. If you don't know what that is, Google it. NSWF, but Google it when you get off of work.
So I'm showing this to one of my friends. He's like "woah, HBO! OMFG, you can watch all the WWF pay-per-views!" And then we get to The Spice Channel. He was speechless. Simply amazed. The first and only words out of his mouth were. "Dude...can you...like...record this for me?"
So we went to Revco (now CVS) and he bought a blank tape. And I recorded two hours of it for him.
And thus my pornography pirating business had begun.
And I had the best pirate video business going. You see, back then children, you couldn't just go on the internet and easily find pornography like today. Most people didn't have internet to begin with. And those that did only had dialup. The thought of downloading an entire porno wasn't even a thing anybody could conceptualize. They were only sold at adult book stores and at the weird back room at the video rental store. So if you were a young lad, there was only one way to see such a thing. You parents accidently leave it around and you find it.
And that's how it was. Until I came up with the most ingenious plot I've likely ever devised in my lifetime.
The day after I showed my friend my new cable descrambler, I was in Big Lots. Back then, they had this deep discount VHS bin where they sold ****ty movies nobody wanted. Then it hit me. Dude. I should buy these...record porno over it...and sell it to the kids at school. And they were selling copies of this kids movie called The Buttercream Gang (which, yes, sounds like the name of a porno) for the rock bottom price of $1.99 brand new. I bought like 5 of them. I used these because if their parents found the tape, they just thought it was some kids' movie. My tapes had built in camouflage. I went and recorded over them with late night Cinemax and Spice Channel shows. I had my boy I recorded the earlier video for vouch for me. I sold those suckers at lunch for $20 a piece within 10 minutes.
So, yeah, I sold them all. Then I went back, bought more copies. Sold more. Next thing I knew, there were like 2 dozen dudes coming to me for the hook up. For whatever reason, literally every Indian dude in the school was a loyal, loyal customer. In fact, one of these dudes would be looking at the TV Guide and would be paying me extra me to record specific pornos. He'd be like "Channel 98, 2AM, Thursday Night. ." And for this dude, I had to get different videos cassette tapes at Big Lots, because he can't have like 10 copies of The Buttercream Gang on his shelf. So it would be whatever the cheapest thing at Big Lots was. Just random *****. Like the 1993 PGA Golf Highlights was one I remember buying for him.
I made hella money off of that.
Then everyone got high speed internet access in '98 and killed my business. So then when high school came around, I got a CD burner and started burning custom CD compilations for people. Which was awesome until Napster ruined that, too.
But yeah, that was my criminal enterprise.
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