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 lived in Moroccostupidly took my alcholic ex there for a few months, she dragged me around every sordid bar and miles for the hidden booze shops.
Suprised you didnt relieve the tension with a Moroccan there are many beutiful ones out there.
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Trollman, Thu 15 Nov 2007, 15:34,
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