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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Trip to HamburgI went for an interview in Hamburg for reasons I won't go into cos they're boring. Anyway, after the interview i got changed at the Youth Hostel (man i was splashing out on accomm) and went out to the Reeperbahn (Hamburg's red-light district for those not in the know) to meet some friends and get leathered. So, after numerous drinks, peepshows, lapdances and nearly getting killed in a 'private bar' i ended up having to get a cab back to the hostel at about 2 in the morning. Knew the name of the place, amazingly enough, and saw the cabbie right for his money. What i hadn't expected was to be locked out of the hostel. Then i remembered it locked up at 11pm and opened again at 6am. Hmm. It was very cold. So having found no entry through any open windows I lay down in a storm gutter and covered myself with leaves and slept. So pissed i didn't care. Managed to get in at 6am when some swots were leaving to go to a museum or something. Never been so close to freezing to death. Thank you German leaves.
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Fray Brentos *mega-belms*, Thu 15 Nov 2007, 23:15,
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