There used to be a time when you had to acquire porn like it was conflict diamonds. You’d give a friend of a friend your locker combination, and after sixth period, you’d open it up and find a magazine called Jug Pumpers folded and creased inside. But with the advent of the Internet, suddenly the manual orgasm was a finger click and a balled fist away.

Now if guys can’t drink beer in moderation, then there is no way they can put their ejaculatory frequency on a quota system. Thus, the abuse of porn. Here are seven ways you know that you watch too much porn. -Alec Banks