Lieutenant Schwegler: We’ve been killing the English like flies! Later, we’ll kill the flies like the English.” 5 graves to Cairo.
Sinister or poignant? I almost get the feeling that Mr. Puddy’s body can’t be far from here. Or is it the next installment of Day of the Panther? From Kamu, seen in the badlands of Joondalup. Lovely shot for the archives of Perth history. 

Ankle biter : Mummy, there’s a pink panther wanking in the bushes.
BMW 4WD mum : Yes dear, I know. It’s Joondalup.
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Michael Hutchence’s Pink Panther?
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Fair enough, RWL. All very droll. I had the good fortune when I worked on radio to meet with Michael occasionally, and can confirm that not only was he one of nature’s gentlemen, but a walking pheromone.
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Great pic. Humorously haunting. Reminds me of the time Richarbl went through his dead hooker phase.
You mentioned Mr Puddy? How outre. How about a ding dong Dingle tweet?
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Good times eh Shazza, good times. Those gags will be a lot funnier in twenty years when Perth catches up with the rest of the world.
/sarcasm
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Mehrder??..what Mehrder?
Kato! You have turned my apartment into a..a..Chinese nooky factory!
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oh yeah?
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Don’t make me post this again. Oh. Bugger.
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I was praying to the good lord above that it was the Benny Hillifier – you are legend Snuffy!
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Anytime, mp. It’s just occurred to me that I’ve never done it to Yakety Sax, but it could be fun trying.
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roflcopter
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Some kind of pattern emerging here?
Quick, call Clouseau!
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Ooh, my pictures were posted :).
And yea, I found this a few days before dead ted was posted, so I decided to wait a while before submitting.
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Great pictures
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Centering ya text TLA? Very zen. What next?
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I can feel a haiku comin’ on…
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Inspector Clouseau
My pink is turning to grey
Dead in Joondalup
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Still like a dead ant
Dead ant dead ant dead ant dead
Ant dead ant deat aaaaaaaaant
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This is weird – at about 8am I wrote almost the same haiku, but with “Inspector Clouseau” as the last line rather than first, and with “dead in Joondalup” as part of the middle line, but decided not to submit it for some reason.
You and I should go for a drink at the Morley Ale House sometime Turnips (or, if you prefer, T_e Pub).
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Wouldn’t be a bad idea, at something of a flypaper for worsts.
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Their eyes are so expressive.
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I could easily bring my own worstness to either of those joints Turnips. T_e Pub, with the bare steel struts of its former beer garden roof protruding into the desiccated cocos, is my hole of choice, especially given its location on the Boulevard of Broken Worsts. I have asked TLA to pass on my email address.
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