You’ve sneered at Perth Preppers, but you can’t now deny the signs we approach the end game…
The price of alcohol becomes prohibitively expensive:
Simoultaneous appeals are made to Celtic and Pacific gods before the Day of Days…
The well of our elders‘ wisdom runs dry…
Yea verily, I’ll see you on the South Perth foreshore on Thursday at 6pm: “Come join your fellow truth seekers for an evening of indulgence and merriment on the shores of the Swan before the day of days is finally upon us. Bring you favourite BBQ delicacies or a picnic supper if you prefer. Perhaps a chardonnay, a pale ale or something a little stiffer to ready you for the day when …………….. happens. We’ll be congregating around a BBQ in the vicinity of the Boatshed restaurant. Look for a guy wearing a “Where’s Wally” costume … well, why not; it’s the last supper, what’s there to lose now? Why not wear your own fancy dress costume and really make it a night to remember :) BYO food, drinks, a smile and a sense of humour. I’ll bring the BBQ tools, some Mayan music and the Mayan aise. From 6pm till late … Hope to see all of you there.”
Not that Last Supper.
NO NO NO…
Thank you, amen.
The Worst of Perth 
You don’t actually know what scarifying means do ya Paul? tosser
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Nurries , Doctor heal thyself.
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Every now and then newspaper readers read a column by another commentator and they regret not reading the other one.
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Nurry’s usual job is ‘cut and paste’ we were saved from this
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Didn’t he cut and paste from the one he liked?
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That Johnnie Walker would be noice after I finish me jet skiing and are loading up the HSV. I suspect Brynne has it on lay-by for Christmas already.
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with diet coke, cos my abs are fkkn ripped bru
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