Desperate TimesStranded in a hotel in an African war zone with no internet access for two weeks, I was forced to resort to desperate measures. Possessing only my passport and the clothes I stood up in; and the warning "You can catch it shaking hands with a vicar out there" ringing in my ears, I had to draw my own porn in order to preserve my sanity.
Alas, it all came out looking like Coronation Street's Audrey Roberts, but, as they say, any port in a storm.
What have you done in times of great desperation?
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:10)
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She turned to me, and offered me a drag on her Silk Cut (and by this I mean her cigarette, not her vagina).Legendary. Had I been taking a slurp of coffee, I would surely have spluttered all over my keybord.
Top marks!
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Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 16 Nov 2007, 11:10,
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