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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Sexually unrelated,
but Stonehenge 1987, and I hadn't eaten for a few days. Starving Marvin, tripping my face off, and I ate a tin of cold baked beans, out the tin, with my fingers. Acid, and cold baked beans. Wow. Still think about it.
WTF is it about beans. I'm sure there could be a QOTW about this particular food.
( , Fri 16 Nov 2007, 8:28, Reply)
but Stonehenge 1987, and I hadn't eaten for a few days. Starving Marvin, tripping my face off, and I ate a tin of cold baked beans, out the tin, with my fingers. Acid, and cold baked beans. Wow. Still think about it.
WTF is it about beans. I'm sure there could be a QOTW about this particular food.
( , Fri 16 Nov 2007, 8:28, Reply)
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