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Outrage Sunday 218 the Monumental Cemetery of Mosman Park

(“The memory of the old city, before the recent town plannings, was in the heart of his matters”.) Prayers for the dead – is this where we drank cheap Kola Beer? I only know I feel deep blue That the … Continue reading

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Outrage Sunday 217 no dice

No wonder I’m a tempranillo man. No-one’s going to drink your chardonnay if you can’t get the dice right. Now you’re going to have to have No Junk Mail stickers on your car! Why oh why hasn’t the state government … Continue reading

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The Overstayers

Is it possible that this…item…can be removed from my workplace now?Please. Today yes? It was fairly ill advised in the first place.   

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Outrage Sunday 215 Dan is Gay

Don’t you dare give this woman a ticket, City of Swan (who do great signs): she’s singing, not standing. This Guildford treasure didn’t last long, anyway. I bet that’s a Nyttja frame, from our Swedish friends. This south Cottesloe scene … Continue reading

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The art of love

Pete F. Mosman Park. By the way, wot fuck?    

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Outrage Sunday 214 coarse climax

I apologise for any inconveieniences over today’s late Outrage Sunday. After a wonderful party in Mosman Park I rested my eyes on the train home – and woke up in Midland with three transit guards around me (or was it … Continue reading

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Outrage Sunday 213 Guildford

They wander thro’ the darken’d street, Near where the Trust’d Swan does flow. And mark on every trunk they meet Chucks of chipness, spews of woe. In every hurl of every Man, In every Dickheads cry for beer, In every … Continue reading

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Dalkeith Thong Rapture

Well Dalkeithers aren’t going to be left behind are they? By Pete F. 

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Outrage Sunday 211 elegy for Jamie Oliver

Carried through many nations and over Gage Roads You arrived, bruvva, to be squashed in Shenton Park So I present you with a herby tribute of death And speak in vain to your pasta dishes Your fortune has carried you, … Continue reading

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Two Blowouts

Undies rupture without the benefit of Green Ginger Wine these days apparently. One by Bento North Perth. One by Pete F., Claremont.  Shouldn’t Claremont have a better brand of blowout?    

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