A haunting scene from the western suburbs by WGG.
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The Worst of Perth 
Needs more work than I’m prepared to give, yet, arguably, I have my mojo back:
Hair Colour and Body Care
Said the lady to her hairdresser:
“Darling, au naturel”
But was shocked at the procedure
And no less by the smell
The matron to the salon wench:
“I demand a pedicure”
Not imagining for a moment
To involve human ordure
Julie Bishop to her stylist:
“Wax my private places”
She glowered as the air grew foul
And undermined her graces
The debutante cries out:
“Make me attractive to the wealthy”
Yet once treatment is completed
She’ll have to be more stealthy
Trophy wife implores consultant:
“O save my sagging tits”
Handed out two thousand bucks
To have them filled with shit
What they all have learnt now
Is the vanity of all
Despite private schools and yacht clubs
There is always nature’s call
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Maaaaate! It never went away.
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A+ for effort , and at 1:15 A.M. , now if only Orbea can get behind the crease.
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Warum?
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#adelecarlentgreen
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Could spray on tanning have originally been inspired by Perth bore water stains?
Spooky huh?
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When enemas go bad.
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The photo depicts a sample hair colour for Ginge Minge
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Charcoal tablets should do the trick.
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…or a job for the dunny cleaner: Chloro Phyl.
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DFOC’s back at the Library again.
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Are you a gardener there?
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Wombat. And a Ninja.
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Where is that library?
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It’s the big building in front of the dunnies.
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