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)
« Go Back
I actually started making my own cider. And fuck me, it worked!
(, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 17:45, 1 reply)
Unless you don't mind drinking tangy tramps piss; or "Strongbow" as it's called where I come from.
(, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 18:12, closed)
« Go Back