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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when i was 17
i shared a flat with my equally skint best friend. any money we had was usually spent on cheap booze, cheap fags and weed. when it came to food, we tended to go shopping in our parent's houses, swiping anything we could get away with.
one day, however, we had run out of food and both sets of parents were on holiday. it was payday the next day, but all we'd eaten that day was a cheese spread toastie each. we needed to eat.
in desperation, we scoured the cupboard and fridge and came up with half a bag of pasta shells, 2 eggs and half a bottle of salad cream. fuck it, i thought, that'll have to do.
i boiled the pasta and eggs(in the same pan, to save gas), then mixed salad cream into the pasta, mashed up the eggs and added them as well.
desperation had led me to discover one of the best meals i've ever eaten. despite neither of us being so skint nowadays, both my friend and i still frequently make this nourishing, filling concoction.
try it, it's well good.
length? we were full all night!
( , Sun 18 Nov 2007, 23:37, Reply)
i shared a flat with my equally skint best friend. any money we had was usually spent on cheap booze, cheap fags and weed. when it came to food, we tended to go shopping in our parent's houses, swiping anything we could get away with.
one day, however, we had run out of food and both sets of parents were on holiday. it was payday the next day, but all we'd eaten that day was a cheese spread toastie each. we needed to eat.
in desperation, we scoured the cupboard and fridge and came up with half a bag of pasta shells, 2 eggs and half a bottle of salad cream. fuck it, i thought, that'll have to do.
i boiled the pasta and eggs(in the same pan, to save gas), then mixed salad cream into the pasta, mashed up the eggs and added them as well.
desperation had led me to discover one of the best meals i've ever eaten. despite neither of us being so skint nowadays, both my friend and i still frequently make this nourishing, filling concoction.
try it, it's well good.
length? we were full all night!
( , Sun 18 Nov 2007, 23:37, Reply)
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