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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Whisky + Head ProblemsBuenos Aires 2006 - I was there to do research for my degree. All was going relatively well until something clicked in my somewhat fractious brain and I went a little crazy. For one week I have no clear recollection of what happened, but I remember stumbling around the streets until late at night, living off incredibly bad argentine whisky, hearing voices and not eating. Fortunately at the end of the week I found myself in the apartment I was renting, desperately hungry with only a bag of flour in the kitchen.
Ever tried to make flour soup because you are desperately hungry and too paranoid to go outside and buy food? Its simple:
1kg of flour
A pan
Water
Add flour to water, boil, try to eat. Throw up.
(, Fri 16 Nov 2007, 1:32, 3 replies)
Doesn't that make glue?Blimey O_o
(, Fri 16 Nov 2007, 8:38, closed)
Come to think of it......that would explain a hell of a lot...
(, Fri 16 Nov 2007, 15:06, closed)
dampersthe girl guides made us make this stuff into dough (just flour and water), roll into a sausage then wrap it around a stick and try and 'cook' (ie burn on the outside, still raw on the inside) over a camp fire.
then they let us put butter and jam on it to take the taste away.
feck knows why they are called dampers... but well done on being a girl guide!
(, Tue 20 Nov 2007, 11:31, closed)
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