Another reason bookshops are dying in the arse. Not enough books like Poultry for sale. By FDS Banal-ology who sent in “a heap of worsts”.

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Commended Haiku writer. A lover of The West's Worst. Perth stand-up comedian, photographer and writer.
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22 Responses to Poultry

  1. Snuff says:

    Time was when moustachioed men would prance around their apartments singing I feel like chicken tonight, but nobody could go there.


  2. Grrr says:

    That backdrop is amazing.


  3. vegan says:

    you can see where the fried chicken went.


  4. sharon says:

    Absofuckinglutely brilliant worst.


  5. sharon says:

    Kwinana Mayor set to argue the town’s merits this arvo on 720. Should be a hoot.


  6. rottobloggo says:

    And people wonder why Krazy Kym and I are pescetarian…


  7. Russell Wolfe's Lovechild says:

    I’m not sure that “heap” is the correct collective noun for Worsts.

    Perhaps a “Chong” of Worsts?


    • vegan says:

      a darch?


      • Ljuke says:

        Darch already means something else. I vote a “twon” of worsts.


        • Snuff says:

          A “perth” of worsts.


        • vegan says:

          surely a darch is powerful enough to mean many things?


          • Bag O'Turnips says:

            Yeah, it’s become personal re Darch being a Ground Zero for Worsts: last Friday, I had a car crash (I’m OK, but I did cop some muscular soreness at the back of my neck as a result) there (OK, along its southernmost border on Hepburn) and yes, I was at fault.

            But I’m going to blame it on being on the Darch side of the road and the bad influence that that suburb exerts upon those who dare traverse it.

            At least it gives something to recommend to Marangaroo, that at least it’s no Darch!


            • You must be hurting, not iterating the compliance plate gen of both (all?) vehicles.


              • Bag O'Turnips says:

                When I filed the report, I tried to locate it as “Marangaroo”, but the drop pin on the GoogleEarth map insisted that Hepburn Avenue is indeed in Fucking Darch.

                Just my bloody luck. But at least I have a valid reason to despise the suburb, even though my excellent hairdresser—who is based on Teh Arrondissement, no less—resides there after hours, so I pity him for his poor choice on that front.


  8. Trisha says:

    Oh gawd………LOL


  9. Bag O'Turnips says:

    Tastes like chicken, looks like beaver.


  10. Lucky Star says:

    Told you all those artificial growth hormones in chicken were doing awful things to our children…
    I also think it maybe time for an exorcism. That smile is near demonic.


  11. The Legend 101 says:

    So there selling food because they ran out of books?


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