Desperate Times
Stranded 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?
( , Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:10)
Stranded 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?
( , Thu 15 Nov 2007, 10:10)
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You should have just left the page on the table...
..and when your housemate came home just said to him "I've had a read of your dissertation, and I reckon it's a load of old wank".
Would certainly have raised a laugh in my old student gaff, but I guess you had to be there.
( , Thu 15 Nov 2007, 15:49, Reply)
..and when your housemate came home just said to him "I've had a read of your dissertation, and I reckon it's a load of old wank".
Would certainly have raised a laugh in my old student gaff, but I guess you had to be there.
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