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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What?As near as I can work out, the chap in question's cardinal offence was in not immediately hugging the OP when she reappeared. (Who had, after all, just pissed on his carpet and given him an earfull)
I hope he finds out where she lives and pees through her letterbox.
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