When I was a parental unit you could give boys a copy of Playboy to keep them out of trouble, or Cosmo for the girls. Nowadays, I suppose they would each have their own computer. That ought to keep them entertained and safe, as long as they know not to click everything that pops up.
Hah hah... the things that "popped up" weren't clickable, back in my day...
I had a few old Playboys hidden in a model airplane box in top of my closet... wrinkled pages sometimes stained with... er... mysterious splotches of some nameless liquid... I'm just not sure how fun it'd be nowdays, with all the porn of the universe on your phone, in the... uhm... palm of your hand, so to speak.
The idea of parents giving naughty mags to their kids... that is alien to me... my parents were so righteous they didn't even have sex organs, and we kids had to pretend we didn't either, except when we went skinny-dippin' at the pond and such.
Anyway, I almost think the easy access takes all the fun out of it. Is anything "naughty" nowdays? It's almost sad, naughty always worked and still works for me, it gets me off big time. I suppose I'm just a dinosaur of the past.
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*something funny with little or no relevance... when I see the word "click" my font almost makes it look like "dick" so you say clickable, I see dickable. Funny, huh?