Drusilla saw this on the window of Jack The Lads Menswear on the corner of Walcott and Teh Arrondissement. I like that someone has seen the Charlie Sheen pic promoting those lame shirts he wears on the show, gone home, constructed a sign, including a badly drawn heart, come back with sticky tape and stuck it on. Bravo to all concerned. I’m giving it the coveted not worst tag.
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I’d forgotten about it, but someone mentioned this installation to me a couple of months back. So it’s been sitting there at least that long.
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The photo may have been taken a while ago, not sure.
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So I guess it was him who’s been responsible for the snowstorm blizzard this North American Winter, even in the states and cities where it nominally doesn’t snow…
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And instead of the snow coming down, it was going up…
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Unlike the legendary LA Snowstorm of Winter ’76-’77, when those snowed in had a modicum of talent and used the experience to influence their tales (e.g. Warren Zevon, Fleetwood Mac and The Eagles), getting snowblind for Charlie Sheen is just another excuse for him to act like a stinking prick, devoid of talent or humour.
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Its getting Idiotic with all the stuff Charlie Sheen is doing now.
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I secretly (and now publicly) want to be Charlie Sheen (less overdoses though)
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For mine, this is the definition of vibrancy. Most certainly not worst. Ooshta!
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Definitely not a worst. It’d be pretty awesome if the shop owner has just left the sign there. I think they’d get more attention with the sign there than without. However I don’t know one self respecting man who’d buy one of those shirts.
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I don’t know one self respecting person who would watch Two and a Half Men, but there you go.
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Self respect is cheap.
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Agreed. I think I’d rather eat broken glass than watch that bucket of diarrhroea. I know of only one person who watched it. He had no self respect (not that I could see anyway), and actually thought Charlie Sheen was the best thing since sliced bread and wanted to emulate him.
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The sequence where his mom got done by the whole circus wasn’t funny ?
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It seems that Sheen shirts are big business.
http://charlieharpershirts.com/homepage.html
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Agra needs just this sort of creativity and non-worsting.
I will find out what the Hindi is for ooshta…
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Definitely not worst, just the choice of the word “crack” which can be taken to mean either cocaine, or porn stars
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A worst . Statin the bleedin obvious. I Iike crack , hos and crack hos. And Ronggly I reckon your crack would look big in those pants .
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“I’m comfortable with my crack liking.” would have been nice.
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anyone get a picture of this?
http://au.news.yahoo.com/thewest/a/-/wa/8875037/costly-piaf-sculpture-gone-with-the-wind/
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>>One of the helium-filled modules, made of an outer skin and an internal >>bladder.
Sounds a bit Brett Whiteley.
Any bits of dead cats involved?
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That looks horrific, like a box kite gone wrong.
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This thing took off overhead as I was walking through the Concert Hall car park. At first I wondered whether, since it looked like a spaceship anyway, it was all part of the show and expected they were going to reel it in via some sort of tether that I couldn’t see. But once it disappeared over Kings Park it was pretty clear that all that would happen was that Rottnest would receive an unexpected dose of PIAF vibrancy.
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Worst would be if the barber down the road started offering Charlie’s haircut. OMG WTF is that all about?
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Well, once upon a time, when the heavy hand of aging/drugs/personal assholishness had not yet smashed Mr. Sheen’s career as a professional actor into a thousand blood-drawing fragments, he was actually amusing in a little film called “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off,” where he wore that haircut. As this film was created in the 1980s, many people actually wore their hair in that way and did not think it strange. Mr. Sheen is clinging to this style the way that Grace, the school principal’s secretary in the film, clung to her 60’s boufant, as a way of clinging to the last shreds of attractiveness for which each was originally known.
The difference is that the actress who played Grace was aware that this was ridiculous.
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Possibly my favourite movie of all time. I had a ‘Save Ferris’ hat until only a couple of years ago.
I used to think Charlie was ace, in that he took loads of drugs and rooted porn stars, and just didn’t give a fuck. Now, he looks like a sad old looser who goes to the Bird in a shirt that’s at least 15 years out of date.
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Still, these shirts aren’t as bad as the current tight-fitted jean-shorts (jorts?) trend that fashion has foisted upon our festival-attending male youth sheeple
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Mrs Bento and I went to the Bird yesterday afternoon. Dear god, I’ve never felt so old. Is the fashion for turned up jeans, jorts and high waists a deliberate contrivance to ensure the wearers adopt the fey awkwardness characteristic of the uber-hipster?
We retreated to the warm blanket of the Arrondissement, and vowed never to return to William Street.
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We went there and quite liked it, but yes “student” type bands were playing.
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I like Bird (not “the Bird,” as some old-timers would have it) – nice atmosphere, good place to catch up with people, but usually don’t stick around for the bands. Jorts, trucker-caps, etc. make for a good laugh.
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The Bird. I looked it up on the Google, young man.
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says ‘bird’ on the sign mr bento.
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The official facebook messages come from The Bird.
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I thought the real name was “William Street bird”.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XM3vWJmpfo
Put a Bird on it (might have originally seen this here)
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I stand corrected; just never heard it referred to with the “the.”
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Don’t know if previous comment went through, but I stand corrected.
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I had no idea if I was right or not. I generally refer to everything modern as ‘the something’, for my own amusement. eg – I was looking at the Google on the information superhighway, on my Apple iPhone 4.
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As important as it is, I’ll check next time I’m there. “Teh internets,” etc – quite.
Herr Braunbuch – one theory for The/Bird name is as tribute to Charlie Parker, though I somehow doubt this, especially given that no one who goes to Ezra Pound seems to know or care who EP was.
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Ezra probably wore a tie, so they won’t want to know him.
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Not for long,TLA.
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Spotted tie n less.
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good god it’s DFOC – Tr0tsky-Rolf
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Nazi Nazi
Nazi
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Oh yeah the thinking man’s nazi.
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I went to Ezra once…just a lot of cantos, really.
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Martin
Heidegger
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So, let me get this straight – its the bird right?
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And no one considered Teh Bird?
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But…….The Bird is the word
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I wonder how skinny these replies can go
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I suspect that any bar whose facebook page reads
Hey guys, is there a limit to the amount of fixies we can have locked up outside on any given night? Please get back to me ASAP. may be a bit of a giveaway.
Unless they were being ironic. Those hipsters …he he.
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They’re a bit to PoPoMo (post-postmodern) to have a fuller sense of irony, for the hipster’s self-acknowledged talent for this facility sometimes renders them as just a tad too earnest in their pursuit, where it becomes ironic of itself by accident rather than by design.
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Oops, didn’t proof read: “too PoPoMo”, rather than “to“.
People who live in glass houses…will misread the roadside sign “get stoned for $10”.
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Each to their own, but I’d prefer this to this.
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Jorts be buggered. Sheans, FTW !
US spelling : Sheens
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it’s not just any shirt, it’s the Charlie Sheen Signature Series:
I can’t believe I looked that up
must…get…life
http://www.globalrebels.com/davinci/Charlie-Sheen-Signature-Series/products/159/
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OT – The house featured in Ferris Bueler’s Day Off is/was for sale – about the same price as a passive solar mud brick pile in Leederville.
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I remember seeing that at the time. Also OT – I went to Philip Johnson’s Glass House in New Canaan (mentioned in the sale ad) – have you been to New Canaan, Bartender?
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I think this might be Philip Glass’ Johnson House.
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As they say, people who live in glass houses, shouldn’t wear cellophane underpants.
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I saw a guy in one of those shirts last night at the Astor – translated to the Australian perfectly – if you put one on Fred Dagg. A week on light beer & I’m sure he’d be just like Charlie. I should have tried to get a photo of him outside the window display.
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I had the misfortune of viewing…more like subjugating my retinae…to Two And A Half Twats for the first and very definitely the last time a fortnight ago, while spending some time socially eating dinner at a relative’s house after performing a favour for them.
I wish not to judge my relatives too harshly, for as much you cannot choose them, they are there for you more often than not when the chips are down, but I cannot abide by their taste in TV. I know they have a few bogan tendencies amongst their own herd on that side of the tribe, so I factor this in and work within their more reasonable aspects, accentuating those. Thus, I guess it was no real surprise that they choose to select Nein rather than Aunty at 7PM.
Yet I had a far greater shock after I regaled my Mum about this offence to my sensibilities, in that she confessed to actually enjoying that tosh, further undermining her credibility by claiming that it was “cleverly written”. Sure, my Mum and Aunt may have fallen from the same tree and landed on different dirt, for my mother usually shows discriminating taste in various pursuits, but this was an uncharacteristic lapse of judgement on her part, which left me somewhat stunned for in most respects, I’m clearly my mother’s son.
Oh well. It just proves how insidiously the bogan menace spreads its tentacles…it’s one thing to get a guilty laugh out of Benny Hill, but quite another to not see the empty malevolence of Charlie Cokehead Sheen that passes off as humour.
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I’ve seen it from time to time. It has been occasionally amusing. Has gone on for many too many a year.
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And here we see Charlie in one of his earlier movies, Girls unleashed.
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Charlie Sheen on crack = Charlie Sheen
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Sheen or Gaddafi?
http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/quiz/2011/mar/01/muammar-gaddafi-charlie-sheen-quiz
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MG: My people they all love me !
Second in command: Duck Muammar there’s incoming
MG: I may have to elect a new people.
2IC: More ammo , Muammar ?
MG: I think this situation may call for it.
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