rubbwich

I’m Dee Fock and I’ll be your waiter today! Our main course is from Mike (who served up jungle cuisine the other day): he’s prepared a delicious rubbish sandwich at the five-star Red Castle. Our side dish is luke-warm chunky chair chips, imported fresh from Guildford – I made them myself. Bon appetit.

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38 Responses to rubbwich

  1. Bento says:

    Still working the timing out, I see.

    A beautiful worst, at any time.

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  2. Snuff says:

    As the years roll by, somehow the Red Castle seems less and less worst, in stark contrast to that thing on the registered lawn. I’m also quite partial to the Guildford trees and gravel.

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  3. Sharon says:

    See this is why you have to visit an establishment at least twice before making a judgement about it. The service today is much better.

    The Red Castle. The gift that keeps on giving.

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  4. Lucky Star says:

    Judging by the dry, crusty look of the pleather on the old sofa, it looks like it spent a great deal of time in the sun or exposed to some sort of heat in it’s life time.

    We just put a grey one out for council pick up that was similarly cracked and crusty. It came to us in that condition from a friend when we got our first house. I don’t think we’ve ever actually sat on it for long. Too uncomfortable.

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    • Davo C Onan says:

      that’s not ultraviolet, that’s gen-you-wine guildford friction burn

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      • WA_side says:

        Nicely done Snuff.

        I was a bit slow on the uptake, as I hadn’t realised it was a woman initially (and was thinking that you were walking a fine line, considering an unsolved Perth murder case), but it all came together for me eventually. I loved the final line.

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        • Snuff says:

          I’m eternally optimistic that Skink will someday take up the Xtranormal cudgels once again, WA_side.

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          • rottobloggo says:

            See, Snuff, that is your problem: you’re an eternal optimist and want to think the best of people – even Skink.

            I, on the other hand, labour under no such burden: the Skink is plinked, dinked and xxxxxxxxxx.

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      • Lucky Star says:

        That’s awesome Snuff! Cudos to Skink on that little creation.

        My friend isn’t quite like that. Yes, she is a lover of leather (or should that be “lover in leather”?)… but that’s about where the similarities end. She’s more desperate housewife meets white trash bogan with snotty, dirty kids climbing all over the furniture.

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  5. Davo C Onan says:

    Guildford Polo Ground – when the nags are there the polo ground becomes a TWOP magnet.

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  6. cobbler64 says:

    The sofa looks like it came from the Ice House Comedy Club…

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  7. BrownBook says:

    Surprised the couch isn’t tagged

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  8. RubyRuby says:

    DC – did you get close enough to the chair to ascertain whether anything had fused to it?

    (yes there are “better” links, trying to keep t’web local-ish)

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  9. The Legend 101 says:

    Have i told you a story about once i saw a couch plonked in a park near my house. There was nothing wrong with it.

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  10. The Legend 101 says:

    Erl yuck where is this?

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