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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@ nobbyd
Don't bet on it mate, 'cleaning the pipes' may deplete your volume of baby gravy, but it actually increases the potency.
You're effectively clearing out the old knackered spermy tadpoles and firing lively fresh swimmers in the missus.
I would try to suggest ways of decreasing your fertility to help prolong your current (brief!) advantage, but I disproved all the rumours myself. I planted my seed right around christmas while I'd been drinking like a fish, smoking more weed that Bob Marley (all with menthol tabs) as well as my usual 20 cigs, and eating a diet no too dissimilar to the late Bernard Manning.
Just call me super-spunk.
( , Mon 19 Nov 2007, 10:19, Reply)
Don't bet on it mate, 'cleaning the pipes' may deplete your volume of baby gravy, but it actually increases the potency.
You're effectively clearing out the old knackered spermy tadpoles and firing lively fresh swimmers in the missus.
I would try to suggest ways of decreasing your fertility to help prolong your current (brief!) advantage, but I disproved all the rumours myself. I planted my seed right around christmas while I'd been drinking like a fish, smoking more weed that Bob Marley (all with menthol tabs) as well as my usual 20 cigs, and eating a diet no too dissimilar to the late Bernard Manning.
Just call me super-spunk.
( , Mon 19 Nov 2007, 10:19, Reply)
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