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...I've been desperate for various things over the years, but honestly can't call to mind any situations where I've been forced into eating ketchup and cardboard or wiping my arse on a shoe, and it seems these are the desired stories.
I suppose I could relate the time I was so desperate for sex that I, in an alcoholic haze, spent £140 on a taxi ride at four in the morning to meet an ex-girlfriend who had randomly and drunkenly texted me to say hello. And it was crap.
I'm not proud.
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