Yeah, my parents had the talk with me when they found my physical, irl folder of printed hentai art (this was like, 2002ish and I didn't have my own PC and I didn't have a Pornstation Portable sadly (PSP))

The "talk" was my parents sitting me down, telling me what my mom found, and then my mom getting up and telling my dad to talk to me about it, and she left, and then my dad just told me not to look at it until I was older and that was it -__-

Boomer parenting hell yeah

Parental controls are easy to get around in most cases, and kids are generally smarter than (most) adults when it comes to tech. I remember back in the days of AOL my dad enabled Parental Controls on my account. Pissed that my tween self couldn't look at low resolution pictures of naked women I figured out quickly how to remedy that: I downloaded a keylogger which ran in the background of Windows all the time and when I heard the famous "Welcome! You've got mail!" I waited until he signed off, jumped on the PC, opened the keylog file, found a string of text that looked like a password (no one was using complex passwords back then, usually just a word or two), signed on to his account, and then re-enabled full access on my account.