I should give Orbea a rest, but his blurry shot from the front of Laminator Tard House née Lotteries House was too good. You may remember Lotteries House City West, where there are 20 plus laminated signs for every employee, with turd curdling inanities concerning the use and misuse of toilet brushes, soap dispensers, urns and coffee grounds accompanied by the worst clip art. I hope by now that someone has rammed the laminator up the arse of the turkey responsible. Don’t worry, the ethics committee would clear it in a second.
I did have an ethical quandary over whether to leave the phone number in or not. I was tempted.
Worst Talk
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The Asia Beat- Aussies expose sinister craft
- Clarke injury linked to shorts
- Aussie millionaire offers kangaroo tail pizza crust
- Australian company Rio Tinto to mine Beijing’s air pollution
- Asian Men’s Shed cracks the whip
- Gangnam style “not miracle worker.” – PSY
- Malaysian “Gay and lesbian warning signs” seem to describe Singaporeans.
- “3 Sisters” renamed for Chinese market
- Asians offer to eat problem sharks
- Racist Aussies Shun “Asian” Highway
That’s fantastic! Considering how many Eastern States actors are chosen for WA Lotteries ads over WA actors (as both on screen talent and voice overs) I’m not surprised by the sign. Although the sign is probably in the window of some struggling group who don’t need to be hassled.
Like the Lotteries Commission? Otherwise known as the Tax Department, except they tax stupidity rather than income.
Great worst, btw.
Correction: Stupidity + income. Just like Harvey Norman.
Speed cameras also voluntary stupidity tax.
Where is everyone today? Too busy telling it to the Hutch, I expect.
In ethics meetings. I’m in a mental health workshop myself. No butchers paper yet.
Where’s BoT?
Have you split into groups yet? I notice you’re still moderating. I take it they haven’t noticed the iPhone glow on your face.
Worse. Get into pairs.
That course would take a month.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
if the cops dont shoot you in the stomach for waving a highlighter about
The effects of alcohol abuse section did drag a little on fri afternoon
I hope you stood up for alcohol abuse. Sure, it causes mental illness, but just look at your biceps.
It’s harder than people think to stick to an all rum diet. You’ve got to be ready to rum up.
First time I ever saw Alexie Sale, he said: “Workshops! Bloody workshops. The only people who can seriously use the word ‘workshop’ are mechanics. The rest of them are wankers”
And the mechanics are also wankers.
Got any worst bus driving stories Don?
Not this one. Agree with your comment about Lotteries – catch a falling star be fucked
A fart in a jar is always a winner.
Hooray, I’m a millionaire!
Too busy with my gerbalism, and I have to gather my thoughts and energies for Outrage Sunday #3…
Too busy dealing with stupid people at work to comment till now.
WA has actors? who are still alive that is…
Yeah well as far as I know there are three main ethical theories: utilitarianism (Bentham; Singer), deontology (or rights based theory – Kant; the UN), and virtue ethics (flakey cunts). Hard to see how the Lottery Commission tax is justified according to any of these accounts. Gonna win me a Powerball now, I am.
I don’t know about ethics, but I do know and admire pieces of the 70s when they’re this amazingly intact
I hope that magnificent palm tree is included in the $395K-$435K price…
I don’t know about any trees… they had me at the turquoise carpet.
That house it hot town RubyRuby! I love that carpet. It would hide any spew stains from any parties. The bathroom looks like it was designed by Barbie with that strawberry pink everywhere though.
The kitchen reminds me of my parents old kitchen. They had splash backs in the same vibrant orange and wallpaper in a similar design, of jars and utensils. The gardens have a very Italian look, being wall to wall pavers and concrete, and very little grass.
Marvellous.
Late 20th Century Immigrant Nostalgia?
Would the Immigrant part of that be responsible for the yellow glass windows tricked out to look like stacked bottles? Is there a pithier description for this effect? It seems to occur as a motif at least thrice…
Immigrants from the “Good Ol’ USA”?
The ’70s fashion in decor was almost all straight out Yankee-Doodle, with a bit of Pommy copy for added nausea.
Not the part of the USA I ever lived in.
That was all “shed-style” Charles-Moore flagstone-paving Last- Days-of-John-Cheever “Ice Storm”-looking stuff. Which I hated at the time but now admire, particularly in comparison to the swollen Postmodern horrors that followed.
Those Australians who have never travelled believe the US is a homogenous place as depicted on television.
“Rumpas room?”
“Walk in?”
“Walk in robe?”
Similar to your drive-in robes.
…..bath robes, that is.
I’ve always thought that the main beneficiaries of the WA Lotteries Commission were the ad executives.
Correct, also the media outlets screening / airing / printing the ensuing product.
Why Is Orbea anyways annoying me, i agree to give a rest but does anyone know he always seems to have a real nerve around me and NF1.
Have you had a birthday recently TL101?
You seem to have aged a little lately?
Orbs is jelus.
where have you been W.A Side? and i dout it TLA102 then why would he be repyling and bothering me after every single post and no my Birthday is not until August.
Ummmm; ummmm. Nah – ahhhh.
what the hell, I feel like everyone on this website its just acting strange and have something against me. Its embarasing that im not accepted here anymore.