A worst by Natalia Fan #1. Mt Lawley
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The Worst of Perth 
ariel is such a slut
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Put a lid on it orbs. Comments like that are completely beyond the pail
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hang on, is her name emilie? i got her flyer in the junkie post, newly arrived from france, hot, liberated etc, willing to do housework and that, omg what a find, a western french speaking au pair who will do whatever western bogan parents could wish for, how could we be so stoooooopid? can teach french and she’s 24 (riiight)
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I concur that there are acres of biographical possibility in those few poignant words: “My name is…”, etc.
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Slim Shady?
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Perhaps closer to our collective tastes, Ljuke:
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
[b]My name is Lucifer,[/b] please take my hand…
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html genius at work
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>_<
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Sabbath and Bullitt
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yes
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A far, far less exotic name.
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Oy!
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please, please, may I be the first to say – ummm….
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Suddenly I feel so sad.
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I came for the eyebrow work, but stayed for the Mistral.
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The title of today’s post has also been appropriated by TISM, on their 1995 album, , being a song about fame and getting the fans that you deserve.
“Peter Garrett chanting, ‘Oils, Oils’,
Can you imagine that? I don’t think you can
As a Mistral employee once told me,
‘You’re only as good as your fans’.”
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Oops, had a HTML lapse! Title of the album was, Machiavelli And The Four Seasons.
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Damn, I thought it was mine.
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I had also always wanted to join the Rick Hart fan club.
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My ex asked if she could join, but they told her she’s too frigid. Boom boom. Hey honey!
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Yeah, whitegoods jokes. A million possibilities.
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If she’s French, wouldn’t her name be Amelie?
I could get her into a whole heap of trouble.
Can you email her number to me LA – I want my phone and heater back!
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Mobile number: XXXX XXX XXX.
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can’t find the X on my office phone :(
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Call directory assistance, wanker.
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call them on xxx
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the number has changed now TLA, it’s xxx…jeez.. i thought you would have known that.
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It reads like she’s pleading for her life. I like that…
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Yes, great for a babysitter. Probably means she won’t abuse here liquor cabinet privileges.
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My name is xxx xxxxxxx. I have been kidnapped by The Shining Path. They say if I do not sell 1000 Mistrals this month I will have to perform dental work on their commanders. I have written references from The Fark and Taliban. Please. have never been in trouble before…
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Please. I don’t know when I’ll next be chained to the filing cabinet and able to steal library card dividers. Maybe never. I have a national police clearance.
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It looked like a normal school dental van and like a fool I got in…
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I actually got away with the following conversation many years ago, TLA. I knew they had nothing on me, and I wasn’t in the mood.
Mr Plod : Have you ever been in trouble with the police before ?
Smartarse young me : Before when ?
Mr Plod : Umm. What ?
Smartarse young me : Before when ?
Mr Plod : Well … before now.
Smartarse young me : Are you suggesting I’m in trouble now ?
Mr Plod : No, no … it’s just …
Smartarse young me : Oh, good. Now, how can I help you ?
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I wonder who she has written references for?
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It’s Grisette, from Perpète-lès-Oies.
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Not Cosette?
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Nor “Plongette”.
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Plongette who likes it between her tits and will do it that way for free.
Ah Pynchon
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I had forgotten where Plongette came from.
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Aren’t we all very literary today? I mean that literarily.
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A bit of Spanish to take the mind away from the Spanish loss
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oh wow, that’s a first draft on the back…
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The lady doth protest too much?
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It’s a shame that you all can’t see the waxy, dead-eyed expression on “Ariel’s” face. Would not be out of place in Madame Tussauds, possibly in the murderers’ gallery.
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Shades of this perhaps?
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Jesus JJ – I hope Onanist doesn’t see that.
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See what, exactly?
“Stroke Happens”?
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My God, that gravatar is memphistotelian.
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Glad someone noticed Billy boy – I call it my Winter Tim.
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His gaze attempted to pierce the fierce, thick fog of the dying Freo winter afternoon – like a solitary figure in a Friedrich painting, limned in the weak grey light, he stood on the jetty, searching the heaving ocean for answers, or perhaps just the questions he needed to ask…
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Winter of my stomach contents.
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so its winton’s face on reinhart’s body?
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Rhind fart’s body on Winton’s face ?
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shudder
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Our Nikki taken down a peg or two?
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This came to me on Twitter, one of them may be Amelie, NSFW:
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