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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remembering to pull it outI seem to remember someones post (think it was rswipe) about the friend who was having a shag and had to stop halfway through as she forgot the painters pad was in, then carried on (quality!!). Who would have thunk it!
BTW: Realise 'clean' should be 'glean', thats what happens when trying to write lots for PhD lit review!
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