Desperate Times
Stranded 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?
( , Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:10)
Stranded 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?
( , Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:10)
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I remember this from Viz
many years back, when Roger Mellie built a wanking machine.
When I was working in the chemistry dept here, we used a flask shaker, which is a device with a motor driving two oscillating arms, with clamps to hold flasks in. We referred to it as the wanking machine, due to its four 'hands' and their up and down motion.
( , Fri 16 Nov 2007, 11:11, Reply)
many years back, when Roger Mellie built a wanking machine.
When I was working in the chemistry dept here, we used a flask shaker, which is a device with a motor driving two oscillating arms, with clamps to hold flasks in. We referred to it as the wanking machine, due to its four 'hands' and their up and down motion.
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