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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At schoolThey used to have some kind of medical encyclopaedia in the reference section. Every twelve-year-old knew exactly which page of which volume had the photo of the nekked lady. And - surprisingly - everyone was deeply honourable: noone ripped out the page in question; noone even tried to steal the volume or remove it from the library for a five-minute loan.
The book stayed intact for all to see for about two days - until the librarian figured it out. She was the one who removed the page. We had our suspicions about her.
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Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:26,
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