Mostly I’m impressed with the neatness of the script. From Outrage Cohen. Fairway, Nedlands. Not sure about the all caps, but perhaps it was big enough and hairy enough to warrant it? Graffiti in this town is so bad, it’s almost sublime.
 | Russell Woolfe's Lov… on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
 | orbea on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
 | Snuff on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
 | rottobloggo on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
| Snuff on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
 | Pete on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
 | vegan on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
| Russell Woolfe's Lov… on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
 | pbrosnan on Outrage Sunday 43 pancake… |
 | glenn on Surely it doesn’t? |
 | Bento on Weekend Worstoff 190 |
 | shazza on Weekend Worstoff 190 |
| shazza on Weekend Worstoff 190 |
 | The Legend 101 on Tation |
| The Legend 101 on Weekend Worstoff 190 |
The Asia Beat
Fuck that!
Is that a love heart above the G in BIG? Because if it is then this message has just taken on a whole new meaning and possibly MIRA is just a renaissance girl.
It was written into the drying cement, so it is even better than graffiti.
This was papped last weekend, on election day: I was hustling to the Save the Children book sale at UWA, so I was surprised I spotted it, so eager was I to snap up bargains.
how many children did you save?
last year all the children I saw at the book sale seemed to be called Jacinta or Alistair and they all looked very affluent and not in need of saving at all
I prefer to go to the Cannington book sale in September, which is far less crowded and guaranteed free of James Lush
and the children are probably more in need of saving.
I dropped $133, so I have immunised all the children in the DRC.
I must have just missed you. Me and the missus spent a combined $90, but now we need to buy elbow patches for our clothes, what with all the strong-arming of old women we did.
I also had an old man sit on my back, which was nice.
I have a friend who works for BHP
I never knew what the initials were for
it makes sense now
and WMC, Western Mining Corp was well known for standing for what a mob of cunts.
Started seeing this tag around a lot lately – the new Pedo?
I much prefer that spelling and would definitely use it in conversation more if people knew that’s what I meant.
I see you too have been spending a bit of time round the back of Mt. Lawley post office. At least that’s where some other “faget” likes to spend a bit of time judging by the scrawlings on the dumpster there.
While I dare not ask what you are doing hanging around the back of the Mt Lawley post office, the photographed tag is from the Boulevard of Broken Worsts, much further north.
But well within reach.
…around
Mt Lawley Post Office’s fabled back-door entrance? Alexei will tell you he’s there from time to time only to put his hand in a little rented hole.
He wants to be careful then, NF#1.
Hey NF#1.
Love the series of ‘Ray’ ads!!!b
At your request, I posted those for you months ago, fucker :)
But glad you eventually got to see them :)) Apart from material evidence, I have a series of ‘Ray’ anecdotes which unfortunately can’t be repeated here.
please post TWOP link
Here you are mon frere.
Here, I mean.
*faget*
I’m a huge horror movie connoisseur, but “Ray’s” “Shared Accommodation Available” (“waiting for the phone to ring”, indeed) poster gives me the creeps far more than any of my favourite 70s satanic porn movies.
I agree, that unrendered brick unit, , like the opening scenes of Amityville
Where’s this ad? I gotta see it.
Here.
Here, AG.
Being in Nedlands, the graffiteur probably has shares in that big hairy pudenda, most likely feeling somewhat stung by a dip in the value of that holding in their portfolio, so as to make it look like some out-of-towner, scrawled it in setting cement in code.
Probably not the truth, but things have happened for stranger causes in this here town.
It wouldn’t suprise me if BHP itself put that there for bogans to take in on their way to fashion shopping at the faux-paris claremont shops. BHP of course make the steel for the razor blades needed to shave the pubic regions, a trend sweeping the boganery for years and instigated by tatooed AFL players and their faux-prostitute-look girlfriends. Fine if you spend half the day inspecting each others’ body parts to overcome the problem that you have nothing whatsoever in common with each other. Always ask discretely first before you start buying expensive drinks, that’s my tip.
As another here would say, always a pleasure Greggo.
I just can’t be funny. I don’t think I shall bother with this forum for much longer. I just cannot be funny here. I suppose that it’s a feng-shui or numerology kind of thing. Maybe I’m just not that way inclined. Whatever. It’s just not working out. As an avid reader of Viz you would think that I would have absolutely no problem coming up with something witty in response to a shit piece of graffitti stating “Big Hairy Pussy”. However, I just cannot find it within myself to do so O=>
It happens. Barra has the same problem aparently.
You mean they weren’t Barra’s jokes?
Glen’s wife met him at the door wearing only a g-string. Unfortunately she was on her way home. Glen don’t get no respect.
Sorry. What I really meant was 8=>
Is that better? Is that funny in the slightest?
You need to get the ……………………………………………………….. timing.
Hey man, whoever you are – aren’t you just getting shitty coz people took the piss out you earlier? HTFU!
What? Somebody took the piss out of me? Who? Where? When? WHY???!!!???!
If you had the why, you’d get the how.
Well HOW? I need to know so that I can sue the lot of you for defamation or something… I don’t know… maybe not defamation, but definitely something cooked up and tortious.
Oh. I see. Something about the fact that I rent a little hole out the back of Mount Lawley Post office into which the postie empties part of his sack on a Mon to Fri basis. What’s so funny about that?
They used to empty their sacks on a sturday too.
I miss collecting a bit of male on the weekends as well.
And see – almost in spite of yourself, you’re being quite funny.
I feel your pain AG. I was posting here for two years before getting a snigger – and its an even tougher crowd now. You have to bide your time.
If you bait Rolly successfully he will go off, that’s always amusing.
I’m such an egotistical moron that I don’t often think twice about posting my latest brainwaves or whatever here. Can’t wait for the comments, if any, on this one.
What I meant was: I have enjoyed many of your posts, MZ.
*MX*
Thank you, mx, for acknowledging that my diatribes do have just a little comedic value.
They’re a little obtuse for most of the thick-heads who, from time to time, infest this delightful blog.