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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One mans trash...When I was about 14 me & a couple of friends went through a period of 'finding' porn.
A couple of housing estates divided by an old lane near where I lived temporarily became a 'gold mine' of discarded porn - torn pages of Mayfair, now & then a Razzle 'pile up'.
We never knew why these were always appearing, some enraged wife or mother maybe? (un)fortunatly we never found out, but we continued to 'harvest' said fwapping material until it stopped appearing.
So we needed a new source... now, as if picking up discarded porn from a lane wasn't desperate enough we now found ourselves frequenting the paper banks, rummaging round desperately hoping someone's had the good grace to recycle their porn... best we'd get from this source was the Sunday Sport.
(, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 12:38, 2 replies)
This was a common sight in the 80sHedgerows all over Britain sprouted porn for several years. Then, as suddenly as it began, it stopped.
Good times.
(, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 12:46, closed)
Indeed....I put some of it there. I also found some there.
I considered it to be the world's foremost al-fresco library.
(, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 13:31, closed)
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