Matthew M has been cleaning out his old phone, and found a few classics. In the general vicinity of Badgingarra, but really just nowhere, unless you would describe the whole region as “subsidy country”. Not without it’s charm. I like the hair.
Worst Talk
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The Asia Beat- Museum of Winds Opens
- Vagina Steaming to go on despite diarrhea outbreak.
- Dog movie “racist”.
- Liquid food blogger enrages Sing. Chef
- Sushi Train Wreck
- Snake of the year spat turns nasty
- Aussie icon may cure sick
- Singapore admits, “National Service all about shooting Malaysians.”
- Asian firm sparks “wife beater” brawl.
- Actors protest over MH370 delay
The Worst of Perth 
firm boozies
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Firm farming boozies.
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Big flaps, or transgender ?
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Bush flaps.
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Marvellous. Not worst.
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Yep, not worst.
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What? No post on the dismemberment of Cockburn in Council amalgamations? If Cockburn is Poland, is Freo Mayor Brad Pettit Hitler or Stalin? No, Melville is definitely Germany. I’m so confused.
Anyway, fuck you McGowan.
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Out in Badgie
A man gets lonely, out in Badgie
Tired of conversing with ghosts
Of scratching his belly
While looking at tellie
Or old Australasian Posts
Barren that land is, out in Badgie
The pickings are slim to be sure
He could choose suicide
Or a mail order bride
Or drink till he falls on the floor
Or go out for the night, out of Badgie
Reeking of cheap aftershave
But he’s hardly the poorer
For not driving to Moora
Or let alone Jurien Bay
Consolations abound out in Badgie
Yet none ever seem to take hold
Thinks to swap his blue heeler
For a two-legged sheila
Then hits on an idea more bold
So he takes his stand out in Badgie
Gathers up pieces of tin
This rural Pygmalion
And true blue Australian
Fashions the image of sin
‘Neath the unyielding sky, out in Badgie
He smiles at his own handiwork
She smiles back at him
With lascivious grin
Their courtship perfunctory and curt
They found him out there, out in Badgie
Driven mad from tetanus the doc says
His private parts gone
Found smeared all along
His tin paramour’s jagged edge
He’s happy there now, out in Badgie
Content without woman or friend
Spayed and gelded
By the idol he welded
To never feel lonely again
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From the tetanus. marvellous.
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I can see why the final two stanzas would particularly appeal, but I think the reference to Australasian Post magazine also has to be acknowledged. And why “Australasian”? Was it sold in SE Asia as well, or was that part of the title designed to make it somehow seem more “cosmopolitan”, or less grotty?
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PNG is mad for the Home Girls.
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And who was that terrible cartoonist they always had? There was a TWOP post about a lookalike pub. Oh yeah, Ettamohgah. That would have killed in Brunei.
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If you can name a better renderer of ‘man and woman sat up in bed naked and one of them looking annoyed/embarrassed’, I’d like to hear it.
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Ken Maynard.
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I’m guessing NZ too.
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There’s a cuntry and western song in there somewhere.
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what’s not to like?
not worst.
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