Low Ballin’

The bar is set so low in Fremantle. And seldom cleared. A soaping per groin use lower even than Dennmark. By Bento.  

 

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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16 Responses to Low Ballin’

  1. Bento says:

    Sell the stench, not the shirt.

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  2. Russell Woolf's Lovechild says:

    Greatest innovation since autotune for buskers doing John Butler Trio covers.

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  3. Rolly says:

    My shirt has no nose…

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  4. Eddie says:

    What next? Tidy dreadlocks? Thai fisherman pants actually going through the washing machine? Where will it all end?

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  5. Misspent Yoof says:

    In other worst-of news, shittiest-cover-band-ever frontman Slim Jim’s house caught fire last night. He’s smokin hot right now!

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  6. rottobloggo says:

    For the record: I once spent some delightful hours on board Shazza’s floating pleasure palace, taking a peep around her poop – and all was delightfully fragrant.

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  7. Shreiking Wombat Ninja says:

    Troy Buswell’s trousers.

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    • Zuben says:

      … The seat of which was so faded by the sunlight that would shine through the nether seam . A bit like country curtains under daylight savings time … ( one could run up a couple of bay windows ‘ worth out if his )

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