Dads gone wild.

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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Big C

Perhaps the post-it note was too much. West Perthwegians never know when too much smartarsery is enough. By Hugh Jass.

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Outrage Sunday 45 deal

And what a deal! I snapped this up and am now the proud owner of 112 ads (15 sec each) on West TV! They’re throwing in “photo stills and key messaging”! My ad will be on four times a day for four weeks! It will be seen by “over 80,000 community viewers” every day from “Lancelin down to Mandurah and the Perth Metro”! I now “have the chance to be seen by the people who are important to your business!”

What will I advertise? Hmm. I know! These counterblasts to the My Family stickers.

And I had another great idea! My Family condoms! Capitalism is wonderful – but don’t put all your octopus eggs in one basket!

Yes, I am a keen sole trader soon to be all over West TV, but I can’t do it by myself: my young acolyte J-J passed me his copy of Challenge Good News Paper (who, I am sure, endorse My Family condoms) “This image is striking,” J-J remarked. “Its companion gives much-needed context.” Yea verily.

Update: Bento’s been busy: he sent this. I am worried – he’ll be joining Daniel ‘Supreme Being’ Hills in Bible class next…

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Weekend Worstoff 192

Ljuke visited Bali. 
BRIK laments what has replaced the famous Tankmaster in Midland. Tankmaster died for our sins.
David M likes it La De Da. 
And Mancey is calling liar at North Beach (N) IGA.
Worst well.

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The Cabinet of La Madre

You should never clear out “Mum’s cabinet”. I thought people would have understood this by now. You’ll only find out that your parents are human – human animals like you and me, who take their perverted pleasures ‘ere they can. Possibly even while you are watching Children’s Channel Seven. No, seriously, that can totally happen. And you may be at the jilgie pond at the creek and it will be all Duck  a l’orange and afternoon delight with all the keys in the cut glass trifle bowl (cut glass ? what a fucking joke, dude that’s moulded glass, the only thing cut was you when you paid $80 for it at Todd’s auctions). And I’m talking last week, not 1970.  And the fact that it’s not Christmas doesn’t faze “uncle one”. By Elissa M. But yeah. Whatever. Totally.

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You can’t nurry love…

By an associate of Michael T. Back page of The Kalgoorlie Miner. Kalgoorlie Miner Nurries

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On the brink of anarchy

By Bento. Glendower Street North Perth.Up there with Shirts! and the slashed Tupac for true street art vibrancy. This would have looked good on the walls of Madkuntz.Now, not.

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Solace and Yearning

By Vegan. Well since it’s in Denmark, it’s hardly going to be “showering and grooming” is it? Lovely.solace and yearning DennmarkThey should have added “No time wasters.”

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Aussie Motors

Speaking of vanished worsts, Aussie Motors (formerly Auto Mako complete with shark logo) is now gone, forecourt and all. A new building going up, not doubt catering to tapas, fixie, poodle owning types. Also long gone across the road is Budgeriecars where I bought my Valiant.There’s a vegetarian place called *ugh*Veggie Mammas or something, which may have finally crushed the Aussie Motors spirit. Or maybe it was the sex shop.In any case, end of a worst icon for The Arrondissement.aussie motors mt lawleyThe last of once numerous used car lots.

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Bart and Del, sitting in a tree…

From our golden West, where they shovel real dirt by day, and other dirt by night. A glimpse of South Hedland too I see. By Jaidyn Jaxxon.

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