I came here last week from down in Richmond
‘Cause Juddy left for Carlton on a train
I thought I’d get a game and just forget him
But in Richmond a broken heart is still the same.
I’ll ask the man behind the bar for the jukebox
And the music takes me back to old Subi
And when they ask who’s the tool in the corner, convulsing
I’ll say, little old West Coast wine cooler, me… Dean Martin
Inglewood steps up with another fine worst. What makes this an even classier object is the 1.5 litre capacity. Would have been nicer in a kerosene tin. I didn’t have a camera with me, and was going to pull the ad down, but I noticed the “do not remove” order, so left it. Only when I got to the car did I think, “What the fuck am I doing? I’m obeying orders from someone with a flagon of Eagles wine!” so I went back and ripped it down for your discernment.
Sorry Alex.
If anyone does actually want this abomination, I will send you Alex’s number. 
You fret too much: surely that is an admonishment TO Alex about removal.
It did not say TLA – Do Not Remove, so I think you’re OK.
LikeLike
Exactly my thinking DFOC.
This is typical Eagles supporter style. Leaving matches at 3/4 time, discarding their Eagles hats and jumpers as they go. Now some guy is trying to flog an Eagles quaffer. Buddy, face it, you bought in a high market, now trying to sell in a low one.
How much was he asking TLA? That would be the funniest part I imagine.
LikeLike
The empty bottle would not be out of place cast aside behind a bust shelter on Scabby Beach Road.
LikeLike
Bust shelter? Interesting concept.
LikeLike
I have a couple of 2005 Brownlow Memorial Ketamine tabs that I am trying to sell on ebay
LikeLike
You’re making the same amateur’s mistake as Alex, skink, which shazza has already pointed out. You should hold onto them for a couple more years. Once he’s retired, Benny will at least take them off your hands for street value.
LikeLike
maybe I need to get them autographed and then try and sell it with my Mainwaring 1992 Premiership coke spoon, compleet with neck chain
LikeLike
Whoa. Cue the grief athlete bogans.
LikeLike
Too soon?
LikeLike
it’s more than two years
get over it already
LikeLike
No sarcasm font.
\/
LikeLike
you need the sarkmark:
http://www.news.com.au/technology/us-company-invents-sells-sarcasm-emoticon-sarcmark/story-e6frfro0-1225819156911
LikeLike
Nah. Could use it to make like Keith Richards and snort his own ashes with it.
LikeLike
Alex should be grateful that you have increased his readership by several thousand. You should demand a percentage of the sale.
LikeLike
No-one has asked for the phone number yet.
LikeLike
Yesterday’s tweet was all about writer’s crap; today’s is about not reading shit in the dunny.
Coprophilia, TLA?
LikeLike
Yesterday’s was about drunken journos.
LikeLike
………..as I said “writing crap” :-)
LikeLike
Not that I can talk, but the fact that it’s a 1.5L bottle is a nice touch. Also that the signatures appear to be both printed and scrawled on the label.
LikeLike
oh double soinidge mate, fuck yee
LikeLike
A Troy and Adele version would be nice. Maybe in a hemp bottle.
LikeLike
The idea of a picture of those two fat cunts celebrating back to back, makes me wanna
LikeLike
Was on the same noticeboard that I found
https://theworstofperth.com/2008/02/22/mincing-versace/
Mincing Versace a couple of years ago.
LikeLike
Cab, Shiraz, Merlot
Geddin the car ya lil’ shits!
Goin ta Mackas
LikeLike
Possibly the best haiku I have ever read.
LikeLike
The image of Juddy and Cuz is reminiscent of that lugubriuos series from Viz – “Up the Arse Corner.” Not Viz but it gets the message across http://upthearsecorner.com/
They’re both smiling Chris is giving Ben a reach around
LikeLike
I believe Alex would’ve had better luck flogging this to bogans—who love nothing more than a mass-produced one-off piece of irrelevant sporting memorabilia—through “Has-Beens and Dickheads”, at The Gonorrhoea in Morley. Not too much of a stagger or bus ride on the nº 21 from the Beaufort Arrondissement on Route 53.
Do that and he should get a few more dollars than furtively hoping that it’ll sell on a pinup board!
LikeLike
Speaking of Morley and has-been AFL players, Laurie Keene (an inaugural WCE ruck) was a car dealer at McInerney (Mac-and-who?) Ford for a while. Also, I believe there was another player—can’t recall whom it was—who fell on the wrong side of the law and spent some time cooling his heels at Her Majesty’s pleasure. Upon release, he found himself working as a car detailer, as a part of his rehabilitation back into the community. Don’t know which club either he came either, but no doubt used Dennis McInerney’s connections to get this gig.
So that’d be another piece of memorabilia to have: a slightly decrepit TF Cortina (Mk V for you limeys out there!) sold by nº25 and detailed (maybe install a free cock ‘n’ balls antenna) by God-knows-who-ex-jailbird.
LikeLike
Surely ‘Alex’ is a pretty, um, wimpy name for a diehard AFL collector…
LikeLike
Au contraire: what is considered by many to be the finest mark in VFL/AFL history was taken by Alex “Jezza” Jesaulenko of Carlton in the 1970 VFL Grand Final; a song was written by TISM about the Collingwood player, Graeme “Jerker” Jenkin, called “The Back Upon Which Jezza Jumped”.
LikeLike
Mistah Eliot – he wankah
LikeLike
Who’s your favourite genius: James Hird, or James Joyce?
LikeLike
As a kid I loved that grab, BO’T, and it’s probably one of the images that’ll flash before my eyes the day I take one last corner too fast. I must admit I’ve never given much thought to the human step ladder. Sorry, Graeme.
LikeLike
‘Back to back Brownlow’
Unashamedly homo
Visceral sex act
LikeLike