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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Ah, memories...
"spent a miserable nine months trying to flog a semblance of comprehension into the hyperactive/borderline psychotic little chiards"
Haha, that sounds familiar. However, in defence of the little darlings that I was supposed to teach, I really was a crap teacher and probably about as enthusiastic about being there as they were.
( , Mon 19 Nov 2007, 13:25, Reply)
"spent a miserable nine months trying to flog a semblance of comprehension into the hyperactive/borderline psychotic little chiards"
Haha, that sounds familiar. However, in defence of the little darlings that I was supposed to teach, I really was a crap teacher and probably about as enthusiastic about being there as they were.
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