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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Gah!That's a bloody terrifying story, you're damn lucky to have made it out unscathed. You should consider telling it to be a public service, as it's a pretty effective deterrent from getting in unlicensed cabs (and hopefully earns your a few beers).
I also derived some lulz from the reference to my alma mater as "the posh toff filled other uni". UoB serves as pretty good shorthand for those without chips on their shoulders.
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