Outrage Cohen had his poncho, banjo and rohypnol packed for this anti coal rally, but unfortunately it was last year. I believe there was talk of skinnydipping on the website. I wonder how that turned out? Somebody’s sure to be itchin’ in the kitchen after it.
Jaidyn Jaxon was worried that the Well of Souls aka arse and boozie sculpture was being replaced by a Cocos palm in She-Ra’s new Forrest Place & cetera development. That’s no Cocos. It’s one of those giant palms that gets put up every time a space opens up in a new roundabout. Don’t know the name of it, but I’m getting a bit sick of them. You know, I miss the arse and boozie. Maybe it should come back?
And Chris caught up with the crackpot car I featured previously, and gave it the full coverage. Has this dude never heard of blogging? He could do that drunk, which is harder when your driving.
Worst well.
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The Worst of Perth 
I imagine if they did have a blog there would be a lot of SHOUTING and !!!!!!!!. Spare a thought for family members who have to spend a Christmas day with this person. I bet they really get going after a few shandies.
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I’m not sure he would get invites to family gatherings, but who knows?
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You can’t blame poor ol’ Wilson when he still doesn’t have a single comment.
p.s. I’m tempted, but wouldn’t want to break his duck.
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I’m sure it’s moderation issues. He will get more comments than sattler did.
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Vacuuming over Wilson’s thirteen followers I learn that we have a Tea Party in Australia now.
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Straya was years ahead of the curve on the Waterworld of white self-pity.
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and by vacuuming you mean..what masturbating over?
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I have actually seen this car in real life and got the impression, for some reason, that it belonged to an older woman. I salute her. It was parked in a disabled bay when I saw it (as you’d expect).
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RSI?
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Outrage has just seen it drivin’. Definitely male according to him. That raving had a definite male feel to me.
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Roger that: turning into Graylands Road (I had just stepped outside from the Show for some fresh air).
I even recalled the number plate.
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So the whole showgrounds is freshair free zone now?
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More like Outrage can’t partake in dragging on Cancer Sticks INSIDE the Showgrounds.
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That’s what I mean. Was being more subtle. Unlike your tweets I saw today Frank. That caps lock really getting a workout!
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Apropos the car; I’ve heard of the expression: “wearing your heart on your sleeve”, but this is rather excessive.
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The palm?
Californian Cotton; just to remind us as to how firmly we are tied into the ‘American Way’.
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I know the people who sold (some of) the ones in the Galleria.
Back in the day they were paid $5,000 for each.
I wonder how much that one cost the taxpayer?
And why they didn’t go native? And so on.
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The ones in the Galleria are not the same, if you mean the ones inside. These are the ones that are all over the shop down at esplanade and as I say, at every new roundabout.
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I don’t think it’s a cotton. I’m thinking canary Island date palm. Phoenix canariensis
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Indeed, it may well be (a clearer image woud’ve helped), in which case; is She Ra going Spanish on us?
Perish the thought.
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No, please don’t.
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She-Ra going Spanish?
I’m off for a little lie down. I may be some time.
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That works for me
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That’s She-Ra’s idea of getting up to date, enhancing the vibrancy of
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Look they have knocked down those fucking ugly blue taxi stands, which pleases me immensely. I can cope with a date palm or two.
Would love them to deal with, or at least clean, the filthy, piss-stinking spiral stairway up to the concourse of the train station though.
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It doesn’t help that the nearly lavatories charge admission when you need to make an emission.
Sorts the real deroes from the would-bes.
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Truth on wheels.
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Yeah yeah, didn’t have a camera, but spotted a Hilux ute in Freo yesterday with the following bumper stickers:
Fuck Off We’re Full
I Drive Like A Cunt
Up The Bum No Babies
I Fuck Midgets
The Tank Wank in Kiz Jizz Show
If anyone care’s to explain the meaning of the final one I’ll be much obliged.
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The final one is gibberish, in broken English from some Balinese sticker merchant who caters to the needs of our worst bogans. There was a photo of one of these stalls in a recent post , and many of the stickers made no sense at all. A more interesting question is why this dickhead would put this, and the other four putrid stickers on his car. The guy with the writing all over his corolla is just a harmless, politically opinionated nutter. The guy with the hilux is a true disgrace to our fine city.
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um, maybe not so harmless – If he was beside me in the traffic, I would probably start reading and hit the car in front of me. He needs to buy a computer.
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And some wine and a robe that doesn’t quite close. That’s my default blogging position.
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I wonder if the driver of that scrawled-upon Corolla is a mate of King Dick, of that infamous Lord Street abode.
Or is this now the four-wheeled placard for this one-and-same person with far too much weighing down upon their mind, taking the texta to the tin now that he no longer resides on that thoroughfare?
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Very small writing
on the palm tree of my soul:
demo emo ‘mo.
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“demo emo ‘mo” is the motto of Perth Modern School.
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I quite like his handwriting, despite the caps lock.
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