If Salvador Dali had snorted cocaine off the oiled belly of Dr Parnassus and sneezed into an XXX-rated version of High 5 being watched by a jaded Hunter S. Thompson pretending to be Paul Murray writing tomorrow’s column – it might have come close to these three images from JJ. Don’t look too closely at the reflection in that second image lest you be turned into a pillar of dukkah.
Thank God for Bento and the simple worsts he sees while taking the missus to the zoo.
I was checking the incoming links to TWOP, and I was pleased to see we have a fan in Istanbul! Titreklik!
The Worst of Perth 
But why leave the John Hughes sticker on the car? Surely one wants only to display one’s deepest passions on one’s chariot?
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You had me at XXX rated Hi 5. .
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Me too. As long as it’s Kathleen-era Hi 5, phwoar
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I liked it that the writers of Hi-5 would always put something in for the Dads.
I remember once they were all dressed as boats. Kathleen was dressed as a tugboat. One of the boys broke down, and Kathleen offered him a tug.
Charli always found some reason to get down on all fours, usually when she was pretending to be a little doggy.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_axwIuAmQyg&feature=related
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Maybe those people live in Armadale and the plant is so expensive!
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That’s a worst right there. Someone who takes a photo of their monitor because they don’t know how to take a screenshot.
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What’s a screenshot?
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command shift 4.
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Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen.
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Putting their differences aside, Hunter welcomed the agreement.
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