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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lolwhiteslolwhites--
He's not allowed outside, for several reasons:
1) He loves to lie underneath cars. The day I had to give him THREE baths to get the motor oil out of his fur, he became an indoor cat.
2) I don't like paying the vet bills when he gets into fights. Abscessed cat bites are expensive to treat!
3) Last, but DEFINITELY not least: He has weird food allergies and can't eat anything grain-based. So, if he gets into garbage or some other cat's food, he stops breathing. We've found breathing to be rather important these days, so he's lost outdoor privileges.
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