Detention

New Beverley Detention Centre. Lots of Asians. Even a couple of Egyptians. Do we still imprison them?

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Jazz Apples

“Am I the only one that thinks these sound like an amusing nickname for testicles?” our vanilla-plating comrade Bento asks. “As in, ‘Johnson banged one in short, but it kept low and hit Cook right in the jazz apples‘.” Teh Facetube says: “It is juicy and exceptionally crisp. Jazz, Australia’s effervescent sweet n’ tart apple variety with the catchy name that is set to bring new attitude to lunch boxes, fruit bowls, salads and desserts across Australia.” Good thing TLA is down south: he would be outraged at Australian apples being jizzed on his blog. jazzapples

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Cross Purpose

A claim of maybe kinda not Worsts for these sesquicentennial cross stitches hanging in Parliament House just outside the Legislative assembly? You have to give these some credit. They would no doubt have been frequently infused by Troy Buswell’s pungent wine farts – exiting the chamber before he entered the chamber. But not worst? By JaneZ.

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Bad Indifference

I went to take the shot because I thought it said Bad Indifference. But anyway it is still a bad influence on other cars. Such as the controversial The Sangrurian. Btw, that’s Hans Merks’ yard finally becoming a vanished worst in the background. I hope the apartments will be called Thank You Towers. Right in Arrondissement heartland. Beaufort Street, where the poor old brothel premises still searches for a tenant.

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Outrage Sunday 144 Easter feature

Times are tough if JC is the drinks waiter. Guildford. easterrefreshThis Alien Easter egg freaked me out. Does a bilby burst out of that? Midland Woolworths. eastereggJust what I’ve always wanted: a “faux moss bunny”. But remember, TWOPers: Easter is about more than the bunny and the eggs. It must be. easterbunny

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Snuff’s Missing Links 25

Explore the magnificent Miller House in Columbus, Indiana, presented here in the Indianapolis Museum of Art’s excellent video and website.

And here’s a collection of Alexander Girard’s interior design.

Fluffy dice.

Eat your words.

Van. Car. Truck. Fence. Hole.

No tyre kickers.

Wine, or flowers ?

Jaguar – sleek and smart. For men who would like handjobs from beautiful women they hardly know.

Lens Blur.

Pigs and Papa.

tl;dr

Dallas Swonger.

Doha.

Because because.

 

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International Relations

What better way to celebrate goodwill to all men as Jesus goes down? If the Ukranians and Russians could only “curry & stubby” it would be the end of conflict. Although you won’t be able to buy a stubby, or even a Curry in this blighted shopping day. They used to show King if Kings on the telly on Good Friday. I’m hoping for The Longest Day. Or at the very least Mosquito Squadron.

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Mongoloid Esquire

A Fremantle denizen appears to have made a pilgrimage to Garden City. They may also have recently given up smoking. Or coffee. Or Quinoa. By Shazza.

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Form and function

And for every step forward the city takes, some verges are still rooted in the past, unable to shake of their registering ways. Nice bonus dead tree too. By JaneZ.

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Year Zero

Daniel B takes us back to a simpler time, before vibrancy, when Michael Jordan could still sell colons. I don’t remember Rumba Bar. I found a dead link which claimed that wet pussies were only $6 and mojitos $8. This can’t be that long ago, but it was beyond year zero. Back when we were dullsville. Or was that Dawesville? Is there still a Bar Rumba? Surely it and it’s $6 wet pussies have been swallowed by a thousand new hip hop and Dubstep bars, each smaller and more vibrant than the last? And this Perth City Accord. It’s not an advertisement for tapas. It’s an “accord” between police and piss purveyors to you know, cool it. This would be late 90s maybe?

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