Well thank god that some of the vibrancy is still left in this town. Rehana of Dick Piercy fame shot this. We can be proud that some plonker has authorised a plaque to the smartarses of the 1890s to go with the crappy mall bronzes we’re forced to put up with. Can I just say, mall bronzes, fuck off we’re full. I’m sure it must have been a common excuse heard in the courts at that time. “Your honour, a larrakin yelled out Ooshta, and the camel unexpectedly sat on my willie, which I was just cleaning at the time.”
However you can be sure that Colin Barnett would be deep sixing any Oooshta yelling nowadays, especially in the Northbridge area. Ooshta callers would be getting a night in the lockup with the option of being suffocated in a baking prison van the next day. Ooshta Colin. Ooshta from arsehole to breakfast. You can Ooshta from my cold dead hands. Ooshta we’re full. Ooshta FIFO. Ooshta that time forgot. Ooshta the lot of youse cork soakers. Yeah, you fucken heard me. Ooshtaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!