It’s so cold…

…my pussy’s frozen solid. By James N. Inglewood. I don’t see too many egregious plants, but I do love some metal lattice atop colourbond.cat_box_inglewood

About AHC McDonald

Comedian, artist, photographer and critic. From 2007 to 2017 ran the culture and satire site The Worst of Perth
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10 Responses to It’s so cold…

  1. Rong1 says:

    Back in my day, THAT letterbox would have been blown up on Bonfire Night.


  2. Reign of Error says:

    Tail position indicates cat was affixed via the suction cup method


  3. Rolly says:

    It’s facing the wrong way.
    “Holy Moses I am dying…”


  4. Russell Woolf's Lovechild says:

    Lattice on the fence is the garden equivalent of roller shutters for the windows.


  5. ewfire11 says:

    Perhaps a piece of art for the new Inlet? I made a new ging the other week that would do to this structure, just what crackers used to do in years gone by. And gings.


  6. Hot Kreemy says:

    I’m liking the AMERICAN STYLE “you’ve got mail” indicator lever thingy. Nice touch.

    I wonder if the regular postie is a cranky curmudgeon who refuses to flip it when he delivers?…. or maybe he LOOKS FORWARD to that particular address and extra task, just coz it’s something different in his long lonely boring never-ending daily routine?


    Worked with a guy who was an ex-postie, he did that job for 17 years. He said it messes with your mind, especially during the regular trips back to the depot to re stock. Ya deliver a huge wad of letters. Ya get back and there’s another huge wad of letters waiting for you. And there’s shiat-tons MORE letters streaming thru the sorting machines and being sorted by hand in the background. All day, every day, same old. All heading his way. It’s relentless. He said it sometimes gets him “depressed” and he could “understand” why posties have a reputation for GOING POSTAL and shooting up the joint [mainly in the USA, granted]. Classic!

    He also said over time he had met enough home owners out the front that he remembered nearly every name and face. And when he goes shopping or is just out and about he sees people and says their names to himself. And he can’t switch off this quirk of his…. and he told me he REALLY wished he could.

    And for a demonstration he then went on to give my parents’ full names and address and described their approximate age and what they looked like. Jakers! Impressive, but kinda scary and creepy as well. DO NOT FUCK WITH A POSTIE HE KNOW WHERE YOUR FAMILY LIVES.



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