Big pow-wows this weekend in Teh Pert: ALP, and WA Police Union. I can’t confirm if I’ve been at either. But the skinny is this notepaper is being forced on delegates at one…
Both meetings have already unanimously approved an end to innocent pedestrians in Bassendean having their kahunas sucked out by giant spiders, which I know will be met with relief…
Has the literay life force been sucked out of Tim Winton? Has he set up this transport business just in case the royalties run dry? Did he back down from calling it The Removalists after David Williamson threatened to set fire to his sandals? What next: Shaun Tan transmogrifying into a gutter cleaner? Is this Winton Transport at work shifting Bento’s cardigans (note location of van).
I was frightened at first by finding these spectacles in my letterbox, and thought my life was going down the toilet, but then I realised it could be much worst.
See you on the barricades, and say high to your branch secretary from me.
The Worst of Perth 
That note is hard to read, cant understand that writing style but i sounds like something Julia Gillard would write strangely enouugh.
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loved the Dixie tweet
for some reason Inside Cover decided to print the entire text of Dixie’s first dreary memo as press sec. The piece had no value as either humour, satire or news, so I can only conclude it was filler. Is Ashead having such difficulty finding enough material that he has to cut and paste large chunks of worthless copy? Is he becoming the new Nurry?
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There have been several pieces in IC that people have sent me before and I didn’t use.
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Do you mean Dixie Marshall on Twitter by any chance?
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I believe they forced delegates into gay marriages at one of those mettings.
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Erl Yuck the forced people into that nows that is a real worst and a extremley wrong outrage fot this Sunday. Good Choice of post Rottobloggo
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Thanks, TL 101!
I was drivin’ through Dianella in my hot Jizz this arvo but didn’t see ya.
Where were ya?
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I live on the hill near The Strand, Are You Famillar with that part?, Probally in my house somewhere
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“Are you familiar”? What unusual phrasing.
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When Legends dad made a toe curling appearance some weeks ago it left no doubt we are dealing with a troll. Sorry but cant recall which post.
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And when the so called emails don’t arrive – you have yourself a 40 year old.
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I’m thinking a bit older after the Telecom comment.
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I’ve done another 180, and reluctantly concur. Mainly. I have a residual two per cent doubt. The mental picture of a twelve year old who could come up with this shit is harder and harder to maintain. But trolls, generally, have an agenda or something to gain. When the so-called dad said he was sick I thought for sure, here comes the pity pitch, but it went no further. I’m mystified as to why 101 would bother.
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My thinking is that it is someone who has been banned.
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because it gets this response, we’re talking about it again
try not to guess who it is, leave it alone
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TL 101 is either a 51-year-old ponytailed academic writing on hegemonic responses to new hermeneutic trends; a former WA politician in prison with a lot of time on his hands; or a 38-year-old performance poet drafting their new play.
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Holy fuck, I’m not going anywhere near Basso, I have a “thing” about spiders, now I know why.
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Basso’s crawling with crack spiders.
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I used to live in a suburb next to Basso. It was full of huntersman spiders and cockroaches the size of Volkswagens!! (OK, maybe a slight exaggeration… but they were HUGE.) Definitely avoid.
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**huntsman spiders rather.
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Obviously Van Gogh’s old specs
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I was thinking a little more along theselines. Out last week in the outrage perthonality shirt, here’s the hipster glasses to match.
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Presumably the “I will be inspired to write down notes” paper wasn’t handed out before Eric Ripper started speaking. Otherwise delegates could have written a quick suicide note and tried to asphyxiate themselves without distracting those nearby.
A talking corpse does have novelty value though.
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I think you’ll find that most of those spiders are from the Gosnells/Amadale area
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Bento knew that smartarse Winton was taking the piss. Two, what, three crates of cardies, from Holly’s place (her place) to Enders, and he wants two pineapples? Taking the piss. And halfway there, he cuts down Lincoln Street, tho visit his dugongs! Taking the piss. Bento remembers when those lakes were full, when Holly and he would lose whole Sundays chiaking about the park, duck turds squelching between their toes as they ran barefoot, cackling at the pedos. But not now. Now it was just that ponytailed cunt ripping the spondoolas out of Bento’s back pocket, just for lugging a pile of cashmere up the Arrondissement, etc
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This is the second post in recent memory in which you have scooped me on my own suburb, Coco. Tonight, I walk the streets of Basso, and I don’t stop until my memory card is bursting with worsting.
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Stop making fun on me Shazza and also Im Serious one day ill ban Orbea because he deserves it more and also why have we started the troll rumor again i bet Orbea is behind that one.
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Fuck off Legend.
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Fine Then
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Frankie say “No more.”
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