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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well la de daMe and a mate of mine got an unlimited greyhound bus pass, not sure how many miles we did but we worked out we spent a weeks on the buses over a 5 week period.
the toilets in greyhounds are horrible, as the buses arent as smooth as trains and there are some sharp corners, blokes generally seemed to piss everywhere. that combined with the fact that everybody on the bus is a bit weird, means the back of the bus smells like hell, you could never sleep properly so you'd be in a dozing limb, filling you nose with the toilet smell every time you breathed in. good times.
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