Category Archives: worst objects

Outrage Sunday 61 one size fits most

Posted on July 8, 2012 by rottobloggo

Let me tell you, Krazy Kym and I haven’t achieved much this weekend! But we did get a lot of Christmas shopping done! We have been engrossed in the Penny Miller catalogue! Here’s what we’ve chosen so far! But – … Continue reading →

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Outrage Sunday 55 chicen à la Greacque

Posted on May 27, 2012 by rottobloggo

What could be more delicious than a Greak salad by the side of an alfresco ham sandwich after an entree of sizzling chicen tofu vol-au-vents with a “variety of” flatbreads all washed down with some eau de dogging toilette? Je … Continue reading →

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Decanter

Posted on April 16, 2012 by AHC McDonald

A child’s willy whiskey dispenser – Yeah, you heard me. Shot in an art teacher kind of way, by Ljuke or associate.  (It’s not a metre high. Or black.) In Guildford.

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Dads gone wild.

Posted on March 13, 2012 by AHC McDonald

The Colour H was seething with outrage – fucking outrage – that Bunnings is selling premade “classic”  tyre swings. What kind of Dads have we produced in this sick, sick society. I share her fucking outrage. We all do.

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Weekend Worstoff 184

Posted on January 14, 2012 by AHC McDonald

Orbea saw a happy woman in his community.  As we have seen, it’s a different world mattress wise on the Eastern seaboard. As seen by Meccano.  And Rob F saw some organic moisturiser.  Worst well   k

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When the bongs return to Capistrano

Posted on January 9, 2012 by AHC McDonald

Dear Lazy Aussie, I have attached a photo of vintage bong that I found while cleaning out my shed in East Vic Park. It shows that Perth people were smoking bongs way back when Schweppes Cola not only still existed, … Continue reading →

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Outrage Sunday 32 crouching tiger, hidden nurries

Posted on December 11, 2011 by rottobloggo

Festive fare: will you be getting a shaver in your Christmas sac? It’s taken this guy 10 months to get from Nollamara to Midland: Young David Bell at Teh Voice isn’t carving turkey on December 25: I would buy Krazy … Continue reading →

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Outrage Sunday 31 bedlam

Posted on December 4, 2011 by rottobloggo

Ferrall pere et fils must laugh like drains when they get the TWOPment. “Yack it up, you balcony-dwelling, quince paste sniffing, neo-Kantian corksoakers ‘cos we are about to crush our toes by dropping our wallets on our feet.” Krazy Kym … Continue reading →

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Outrage Sunday 28 fix the taps

Posted on November 13, 2011 by rottobloggo

An unworst to start: far, far away from the passive-aggressive anxious clenching of West Perth and the faith-hating, anti-gay, Marx-loathing madness of Como is the curt direction of Peppermint Grove (spoilt only by the untidy arrow): I hope the taps … Continue reading →

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Lady’s Stubbie Holders

Posted on November 7, 2011 by AHC McDonald

Stubbie holders. Another one like registered lawns to puzzle the outside reader. I wonder what they are called in Manhattes, if they even exist. This is in Busselton, where I am quite sure ladies were replaced by moles (and their … Continue reading →

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