On Rottnest: boys’ fishing trip. All fine until someone took out his washing powder with fabric softener.
Fuck me drunk. Did our Diggers skate into the hails of bullfrogs at Wipers so their children could use fabric softener? Did we stop the bloodthirsty Nurry-Nurrys cold in their tracks at Earls Court with our bare punji sticks so Aussie men could go home to their wives smelling nice? Did the Anzacs refuse to jump over Oslo because their parachutes were scratchy? Thank you. I said THANK you.
The Worst of Perth 
This stuff reminds me of Napisan?
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Frangipani? That’s a man whose comfortable in his masculinity.
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I may need to board the SS Shazza again for wine and smoked salmon counselling.
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Jesus christ, calm down you lot. Can’t you READ?
IT SAYS “NO PHOSPHATES”
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Sorry Hugh. I thought it was Rule 1.
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That’s the sort of man who shaves on holiday.
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I’m baking a strawbwerry shortcake. Deal with it.
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Good day sir. I say good day. Oh I’m drunk. Hooray!
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The Lana Del Ray of washing powders.
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The Worst to end all Worsts is on the front page of Perth Now (big rock, Morley markets, Gina Rhinehart, poetry etc) and you serve up washing powder?
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Just went to look at it.
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Look at it? Were you not a consultant on the design committee for this uberworst?
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Gina is not even credited with the words. Perhaps an Alan Smithee wrote it. Around the 3rd grade primary school level.
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Will do a post
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christonabike
that really is a tsunami of worst. where are the taggers and graffiitists when they are needed?
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I keep rubbing my eyes hoping this isn’t real.
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oh come on DFOC it’s just a touch
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Et tu, JJ?
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Were you shooting an episode of Glee over there?
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They have to drink extra beer tonight as punishment.
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Two cans of Barefoot Radler?
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