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 Should Really Do An ArticleOn the humble spud. Big 4st sack of the fuckers for a fiver and you're set for three months. I could cook spuds every night for a month and never repeat a recipe.
Cheers
And me Jamie "blem-face" Oliver? Do me a favour. Not as long as suicide is still an option. I mean, have you seen his wife?
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Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Mon 19 Nov 2007, 8:50,
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