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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Crotch Wookie. ChortleEach to their own, but surely if you're invited south of the Thames some token grooming is only polite?
The horror of being faced with something resembling the top of Boris Johnson's head a while back still gives me nightmares. I still can't watch that Star Trek episode with the Tribbles without having an attack of the shivers.
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