Pete F found the worst ever ute in Adelaide. This one will never be topped.
Also by Pete F. Medina. The small print says “How’s it hangin”.
Nate from Abandomed Old People’s Homes & stuff saw a goon loving campervan parrot, and also said “Can you tell Lisa Scaffidi from Jimmy Fuckstick – STOP STALKING ME ON FACEBOOK, NOT INTERESTED.”
Okaaay. Don’t know what that means, but sure. Maybe paint it on her front wall as well?
And Holly C saw this in Sorrento. 
Those should keep you going. Worst well.
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I heart goon in my anubis ute with disco sally when I’ve gone to far gone.
it would be remiss of us not to also mention that timeless graffiti classic “BooB” on that wall
Is that “Fargone”, or far “Gone” as opposed to near “Gone”?
“Far Canal” anyone?
“Far Ken Oath!”
Distant cough.
Anu
bis.Is that a tranny ?
Flasher?
Reminds me of the Julian Clary stage show he toured back in the mid 90s called My Glittering Passage.
They’re made for each other Snuff! She’ll be dazzled by his assets and he by hers.
Is Fargone some Italian or Spanish seaside resort, walled with vast expanses of dodgy apartments?
Have they gone there?
The only thing missing from that Croweater’s mural-emblazoned Holden Crewman ute is a canopy.
That’d then invoke the spirits of panel vans of yore. This mural might’ve made sense on a Holden HZ Sandman, Ford XC Sundowner or Chrysler CL Drifter panno, circa 1977, though it wouldn’t have absolved it for sheer tackiness. They certainly knew how to do airbrush art back then.
And a bullbar.
And, the passenger-side doors seem to be mural-free.
Did notice that: probably had a bit of a dent or scrape, ergo the plain doors.
Or maybe a work in progress not yet complete…airbrushing ain’t cheap, y’know!
Should also have a few warped Cold Chisel cassettes, hotel beermat and a matching empty stubby of West End Lager on the dashboard, even though the ute most likely doesn’t have a tape deck (CD players became standard fitment across the entire Conformadore range in 2000).
I’m guessing his girlfriend
told him it was that or he’d never get another rootmade him an offer he couldn’t refuse, langhorne.I thought the owner of the crewman would have posted by now, angrily defending his ‘piece on wheels. Is’nt that Conan the barbarian on the bonnet,copied from the eighties movie poster?
There must be a link to it somewhere. Tried hot utes egypt adelaide, but got squiddly dot.
I’m also sure that, with all those LED rainbow lights on Council House, they could emblazon the offer for the campervans across it at night. Complete with cockatoo, too.
May help WA Tourism get more punters to travel over to our monolithic delights at a price they can’t refuse!
I’m assuming you saw my tweet.
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And don’t forget the stone age is coming to Esperance just in time for the winter solstice. Sellers of Bathory t-shirts rejoice!
My husband’s philosophy is: ‘Do it once, do it well and you won’t have to do it again’, mother of one, Mrs Beale said.
Perhaps WA Tourism could take a leaf out of NSW and Queensland’s book, and build something big. My vote is for a giant “I <3 Goon" parrot. They could put in on the site that god awful ferris wheel was occuping by the river.
Brillo idea…that may at least herd all the drunken shits away from Northbridge…or at least all confer all the backpackers a 7-day option beyond Tuesday nights at the Hip-E Club.
Then it’ll become a great pickup joint for any budding serial killers.
Something big, like the mango.
or Brian Burke.
Or perhaps a giant can of Swan lager to keep the bogan tourist element contained to one area.
A big ferris wheel, like the London Eye but smaller.
The giant quokka dropping.
Of course !
a giant fuzzy nugget
The bonnet of that ute suggests someone enjoyed the Scorpion King movie far too much. I’m assuming that’s meant to be an image of Anubis on the driver’s door. If so, he looks like he needs a rabbies shot… or a silver bullet.
The chap airbrushed on the bonnet looks like if he stretches any further, he may just pop a fuzzy nugget out of his codpiece. Then he may be dubbed as Testicles (pron. test-e-clees).
Perhaps that’s the strategy BO’T – Whip out a fuzzy nugget and blind or distract the enemy before finishing them off.
Mind you, if he’s not careful waving that sword about, he may soon become Minus Testicles.
Adelaide deserves its own blog, although I’m not sure they’d get it. There are too many truly worst things to display here. I held back until I saw this (& was without the company of an Adelaidian) they have no sense of humour.
Watch yourself, bucko. There’s a barrel with your name on it, you keep that talk up.
Hi Pete, Im Glad its not my mate.
i mean the ute.
This bloke’s got tha riddle o’ steel SORTED, maight.
That ute sparked the Cairo riots.
i see why.