Umm….It’s Perth OK? Deal with it. Or as the Tshirts say, “Go to Bunnings, buy some wood, bring that wood home in your Porshe, build a bridge and ram that bridge up your arse.” A fine worst auteured (albeit in a very small photo) by Patrick D. Como.
If I may, what’s the deal with all these, “Go to Bunnings, build a bridge and get over it.” shirts? Aren’t the turds sporting these elaborate discourses precisely the ones who haven’t got over it? Haven’t got over it to the extent that they need to buy a tshirt about it? Isn’t the buying of the shirt overwhelming evidence that they haven’t got over it, whatever “it” may be? I may be no Derridarian, but aren’t the wearers of these shirts rejecting the notion that there is no text outside the text, to the extent that the unscrambled message, must read, “I’m a cunt who can’t get over something, and what that something is, I don’t know, but I still retain some rage probably connected to some kind of sexual disfunction? Wake up and smell the frogs’ legs baby. Pranked.
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Ummm… huh? LA… what the hell are you on about with your rant?
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You haven’t seen those tshirts?
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For the uninitiated like myself, see here.
There’s even a Faecesbook group FFS.
I think this says it all however:
“In three weeks from today we will be in beautiful Bali again last time we where there we saw a guy with a T Shirt on that said GO TO BUNNINGS BUY SOME TIMBER BUILD A BRIDGE GET OVER IT my husband would love one of those we hunted all over Kuta but could not find any does anyone know where to get these T Shirts.”
Your indignation is righteous TLA.
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I hope he picked up a “I shit on fat chicks” sticker too.
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Or even a “there is no text outside the text” wifebeater.
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I was more thinking “Bintang got me Poontang.”
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If there isn’t a shirt that says that, there should be. Bogans would lap ’em up at the markets.
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More likely though he did like every other bogan that goes to Bali and bought 20 Bintang shirts.
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Wife Harmers?
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My mates and I have organised to go on a short break to Bali, much to my chagrin.
When I told them all in no uncertain terms that I refuse to get a Bintang tank, their faces just fell, as if I had violated some shibboleth of a groupthink, insisting I should.
When I drew the “bogan” card, they quickly shut up…none of them wanted to be tarred with that brush.
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Nothing worse than a ‘complaing’ friend… tight TL101?
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perth is a city of soaring highs but also crushing lows
Also, FIRST!
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You can shove your blog-comment-bombing and this “FIRST” shit up ya fundament.
Also you weren’t.
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Dude, go to Bunnings, buy some…
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Pfft. You obviously are the one who has failed to get over it.
Go to Bunnings…
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That’s pure Bogan – with the capital B.
I’ve got mobs of cash.
If I scratch the Porkipine, I’ll get a new one.
The ash tray’s getting a bit full anyway.
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Is it? Seems to be a special hipster bogan that buys the porshe instead of a ute. Particularly when he actually needs a ute.
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yeah nah me missus took the fuckin’ SS like she can handle it yeah ha ha an’ left me the fuckin porshe don’t laugh cunt wanna beer?
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Possibly xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. So now all they have left is a (relatively cheap) second-hand Porker and well, they still gotta go to work…
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that probably didn’t need to be xxxxxd.
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I wanna see the T-shirts.
That’s a porsche?…
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I like this. It’s utilitarian, or something.
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UTE-ilitarian ! Nice one, shaz.
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thanks snuff, i thought someone might get it.
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Need we expend more words in the denunciation of this utile sin?
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Link fail – see here.
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Not worst, apart from the overrated Porsche, and the
disfunctionaldatfunctionaldysfunctional T-shirts, obviously.LikeLike
I thought Porsches had gone past daggy and into ironic?
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Worse still, there is boat in the background. So he clearly has another car capable of towing a boat.
Perhaps it’s too nice a car to stick a dirty wheelbarrow in.
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I have a 928 and they are actually one of the most practical of Porsches, as the engine is in the front like a normal car. Mine regularly carries my mountain bike. As far as I can tell this is actually an older model with the bumper of a newer 1987+ version stuck on.
He needed one of these:
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Not worst. To me, this says old school moderately wealthy retired gent, who’s fucked if he’s going to pay good money to some dickhead with blonde highlights and a sleeve tattoo just to mix up some concrete.
And besides, it’s only a 928 (correct me if I’m wrong, BO’T/Rolly), deserving of very little respect.
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I’m not an anthropologist but by my thinking, when you buy a sports car, you’re no longer old school or concerned about dickheads with blonde highlights.
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My thoughts exactly.
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Unless that dickhead has big tits.
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I would’ve thought buying a red sports car is exactly the sort of thing an older wealthy gent would do. It might be slightly comical, but it’s certainly not bogan, or even dickheadish.
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Sleek and smart.
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Sure, it’s “only” a 928, but they too have their fans, their appeal owing not only to their relative practicality over a 911, but also their price, which doesn’t hold anywhere as well as a 911.
Like I mentioned in a previous post here, it could be a tradie who overreached when getting the HSV/FPV/SS/XR6 ute and had to hand that back, keeping the Porsche, which originally was a weekend toy. And believe me, the NaB (new-age bogan) likes to have a bet each way with their conveyances, in that they still drool over local muscle like any unreconstructed bogan, but they also have aspirations of “effluence”[sic], whereby they will covet foreign metal, but only certain types that suitably impart a nouveau-riche conspicuous consumption. Ergo a secondhand Porsche, which is the ultimate expression of “look at moi”.
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yeah the daughter little bitch wanted a new audi just for finishin’ school told ‘er she can buy her own when she’s earnin’ I mean we just bought the weekender in Jurien so she can shove it yeah so we got her this now she wants a fuckin’ number plate too “KRYSTALEYZ” or some shit ha ha
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“ha ha”?
Lolz.
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I think the only Audi she’d want is either a Q5 SUV (though I’d suspect a BMW X1/X3 is more conspicuous and attracts more bogans) or a TT Roadster (for all the wrong reasons, for they’re quite a fine car in their own right).
Bogans generally tend not to go for Audis, as they usually tend to be a bit too understated for their blatant taste (or lack of thereof) in consumption, which requires obvious validation and becoming a source of envy. To that, the Four Rings of Ingolstadt tend not to get anywhere near the “oohs” and “ahhs” that either the Bavarian Roundel or the Stuttgart Star attract.
The understated yet timelessly elegant lines are part of the reason I prefer Audi over the other two German luxury marques. Besides the powerful and silken yet economical drivetrains (especially with quattro), the peerless interior fit and finish and the unimpeachable build quality also attract me, even if they are in essence over-engineered Volkswagens.
But that’s no bad thing, either. Not that the bogan cares for that.
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“I’ve got a Porsche.”
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‘It’s Porsh-sha, not Porsch’
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There is another version of the Bunnings shirt along the lines of: ‘Go to Bunnings, buy a bag of cement and harden the f*ck up’. Indeed such a shirt is a weekly prize for the person deemed to have done the softest thing during the period at a local amateur sporting club at which I am a member. An edifying spectacle. Oh and the best bit: it’s a singlet.
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*want*
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I think this is a photographic example of what happens when a manufactured mid-life crisis meets a concrete life crisis.
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Still waiting for moderation? This is the funniest thing I have ever said EVER!
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Ah shit, forget it all, my overactive imagination forgot it’s only a wheelbarrow.
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Today is not Oscar Wilde day Shazz.
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FYI am not putting up comments connecting this post to premises in East Victoria park. Just to be cautious,
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Have you been paying ur debts ?
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The “Go to Bunnings, build a bridge and get over it” t-shirt observations remind me of the “DILLIGAF” stickers which appear to popping up on the back of 4x4s everywhere, which someone pointed out to me means “do i look like i give a fuck”. The general effort of placing a sticker on the back of a car just to imply that they don’t give a fuck leads me to think that they probably do. Plus I’m sure that even rhetorical questions require a question mark.
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dilligaf in a mirror reads as fagillid
fag ill ID
“i’m gay, I’m sick, give me your phone number”
seems that the 4×4 crowd are heavily into extreme gay sex, not that there’s anything wrong with that
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Technically no, Dyldo. In fact, I think an exclamation mark to denote indignation would be most appropriate in this instance.
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Which came first – the DILLIGAF acronym or the Kevin Bloody Wilson song?
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Can someone explain, what happend to the car?
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