Another Perth favourite, the reticulated dustbowl. Another from North Perth via Pfortner. I’m glad we have strict gun laws here.

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Commended Haiku writer. A lover of The West's Worst. Perth stand-up comedian, photographer and writer.
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46 Responses to Reticulated

  1. monkeypants says:

    that’s it!! i’m buying my ticket back home right now.


  2. Shreiking Wombat says:

    I am somehow rendered speechless:


  3. Snuff says:

    No parking, my arse. Registered or reticulated, these passive aggressives don’t have a leg to stand on in Neddies.


  4. Shreiking Wombat says:

    How did the worsting go on the ABC, TLA? I trust you gave them a good cuntening?


  5. Frank Calabrese says:

    I came in at 1.19pm – was asleep due to stifling heat – Their ABC may have a podcast up either by late afternoon, or on Monday – depends how important they treat the interview – John Fucking Williamson got a gong, even though it was a pre-record.


    • Frank Calabrese says:

      Speaking of Radio – here is a pic of Mark Genge panelling for Denis Walter one last time at 3AW’s old South Melbourne Studios, as they’re moving to new modern digs in the Age Building – pity 6PR will still have this old technology come Monday – despite both being part of the Fairfax family.


  6. Shreiking Wombat says:

    Have a nice weekend, Worsters:


  7. margeryx says:

    I listened live TLA.

    Gillian seemed a little in awe of you I thought.


  8. margeryx says:

    Yeah, her finger was probably poised above the cut mike button the whole time.


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