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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I wiped my arse with a bunch of nettles.I was 18 or 19, on my way home from a cheap, 10 quid night out, I'd had my fill, and my chips, and now I needed a shit.
I was on the train, half conscious, holding it in, but letting the continuously generating gas out.
I lept out the train at a stop that was a few before mine (now desperate), ran down the embankment, dropped my pants, and squirted the world from my arse.
I then reached for the nearest leaf, which happened to be a bunch of nettles, and wiped my already sore brown-eye/anus with nature's loft insulation.
Ah, it stings!
(, Sun 18 Nov 2007, 20:27, 4 replies)
Ouch!Why not use the toilet on the train though?
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vix0r was not Matthew on, Sun 18 Nov 2007, 21:40,
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OuchAt least it wasn't poison ivy.
(, Mon 19 Nov 2007, 1:02, closed)
Why not use the toilet on the train though?Have you seen them??
Nettles are way preferable, IMHO.
(, Mon 19 Nov 2007, 13:25, closed)
This was on the Liverpool/Wirral lineThere were barely any sittable seats, never mind toilets.
(, Wed 21 Nov 2007, 19:57, closed)
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