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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In need of boozelate at night with all offies shut, I had to resort to the lone bottle of Martini as that was all we had in the house. Mixed with lemonade, you need a hell of a lot to get you drunk as it's weaker than my piss after a heavy night. My bladder didn't thank me.
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mr_wicksy is.... old., Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:45,
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