I only know what 2 Girls 1 Cup is by name and I’ve never even heard of this other stuff. I was engaged in other weird shit at that age, like lock picking and combat training. I wish that was a joke… It was asinine and largely a product of parental paranoia.

Overall, I guess the cringe and gore of the internet didn’t hold all that much fascination and lacked a shock value for me as a kid. I mean, I grew up having to drop off lunch for an undertaker every day. After you’ve seen a few naked, dead people getting their slug-like blood drained out of them while a lady chills off to the side, eating a sandwich, you kind of just stop caring about how gross things are.
That and my aunt (dad’s sister) married a violent psychopath she developed Stockholm syndrome for or something who would break into our house and light shit on fire and what not.