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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I had a stalker for 2 yearsand it ended up with me throwing myself headfirst down a flight of stairs on purpose.
Depressing but true.
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Basically after two years of death/suicide threats, attempts to run over my girlfriend, 50 texts a day, about 20 calls most days to me and my parents, letters to my house and my parents house, turning up at my work, love letters, valentines cards, screaming abuse, violence, accusations of abuse and violence, accusations of responsibility towards this persons mental health, threats of violence towards my loved ones, etc. I decided I no longer wanted to live. ended up cracking my skull and having a trip in an ambulance bloodied and unconscious.
But, in the words of Monty Python "I got better".
I worked with this lady and she stole my personal info from the personnel files. She got my parents numbers from my Bosses' (whom knew my father) address book.
Length was requested and Goddamn I gave it...
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SauronWibble I'll hold it, you lick it..., Thu 15 Nov 2007, 14:12,
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LOLThat's a cracker!
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HmmmWas your stalker stood on the stairs and the only weapon you had to hand was... ...er ...you?
Nice improvisation
(, Thu 15 Nov 2007, 15:23, closed)
tell allplease elaborate
(, Fri 16 Nov 2007, 11:55, closed)
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