I’m trying to get back into drawing.
Pete F sent this from Price Street Fremantle, which seems vaguely familiar, but anyway, perhaps it’s some kind of protest against Fremantle becoming The Freel Cock-burning Thunder, which is apparently definitely happening. Of course it is. How could they miss an opportunity to be referred to as cock burners?
Snave like this little boutique style cock graffiti.
And Ljuke has only just noticed the tiling masterpiece that is the Baysie.
Worst well.
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The Worst of Perth 
Not worst on The Baysie, and yep, vaguely familiar. That’s the kanji for Brokeback Mountin’, right ?
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I for one welcome the duplication of the gloves. Rob F has the winter chills while Pete F has the scorched summer version. You don’t really get the full registered lawn impact in the colder months.
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I assume then that ‘We’re Nothing Without Gloves” has been deemed to have artistic merit.
http://www.oneperth.com.au/2012/10/20/fremantle-graffiti-policy/
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Agreed, DFOC. I always enjoy the context afforded by different perspectives on the same or similar worsts.
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Bob Katter telling the Chinese to fuck off in their own language?
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not worst on the gloves and the baysie.
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The West showed today exactly why it is no longer a newspaper of record.
The front page heralded Steve Pannells winning the Gold Walkley as the finest journalist in the country. Unfortunately they accompanied the story with a photo of Mr. Pannells proudly holding one of the Silver Walkleys he also won the same evening.
d’oh!
celebrate your excellence in the same breath as showing your incompetence.
well done Mr Pannells.
Ever feel that your talents are wasted at a pissant parochial rag like Teh West?
I can only assume that your kids are settled in good schools and you don’t want to move.
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He might have been too pissed by time of the gold prez for a photo.
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after Glenn Milne, they ration the liquor at the Walkleys now
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That’s not my understanding. Also I assume there’s a lot of alcohol arse rag action.
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that drawing:
are you imagining yourself as part of a Chinese Village People tribute act?
Virrage People?
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Keep probing. Follow the money.
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isn’t that Rolf Harris’s motto?
Mrs Skink has met Rolf, and he tried to crack onto her. She says he is a sleazy old goat.
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Did he also try and crack on to HRH?
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I miss the Perth Chemtrails people since they banned me. The camaraderie, the sense of openness and inclusivity, the intellectual curiousity and all those other great things that, er, they entirely lack. Now yer paranoid hypersensitivity, *that* they can supply.
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I’m still in. I love their spelling.
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And their grammar, and their punctuation, and their brain chemistry.
Thumbs up for your stealth. I wanted to troll a little but the spat they kicked me for was still my idea of establishing bona fides; I hadn’t even gotten to launching any actual salvoes, heh.
Lesson learned: conspiracy theorists do in fact assume the world is against them.
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why are there so many conspiracy theories?
because there are so many conspiracies.
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Inorite? That guy down the street, he’s definitely going through my rubbish bin every Monday, I’m sure of it. He’s ASIO, sent to make sure the listening devices my mum (also ASIO) planted in the bricks in my bedroom are still working.
And I don’t like the way my dog just walks into the room and looks at me. I think she’s been gotten to.
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Bah, that was meant for the previous thread. Such a doof.
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