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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As a child much younger than i am now......I was left in a car at the top of a multistory carpark with my brother who usually convinces me to do things against my better judgement. My mum had gone into the shopping centre which was adjacent to said multistory. However as i was a youngun my timing of poo's was not as good as it now (once in the morning, one after school, one at night since you ask).
Desperate for a poo my brother convinces me that the ideal place would be behind a selection of boxes in the car park. So off i waddle (doing the sort of dance only a man turtle heading can do) to poo behind the boxes.
However, without loo paper how on earth would i keep clean? A perfect solution came to me with a 1980 edition of the Surrey A-Z.
My mum was furious, not at me, at my brother.
(, Wed 21 Nov 2007, 16:59, 1 reply)
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