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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Super SpunkFunnily enough, I read just that yesterday after some googling when I mentioned my cunning plan to a mate who said the same thing as you.
Fucksocks.
I'm trying to come up (fnarr) with a new plan. Our first was conceived within a month of my oncolgist saying "off you go then" having had a nut whipped out and a shitload of chemo. Guess I just have SAS spunk (a patrol does the job of a brigade) given my almost laughable jizz test results at the ondrogeny clinic.
Second was conceived round the back of my old infant school classroom, but thats another story (or QOTW)
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