Taa Taa for Now

Lurker Peter f (no relation) has been hunting Ahab style for this apparently hand decorated tiger car for some time. So now he has it, so does the future. Say hello to Mainy.

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Brown and Green

I thought I might juxtapose two street scenes that span our great land. Green link from Waverley in Sydney by Vincent B, and a Herdsman verge by Rob F. And if you have to ask what the brown stains are in Herdsman, then you are no Perthonian. (Or Perthwegian.)

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Pontifex! Pontifex!

An anonymous contributor writes this re Brian Pontifex.

“When I was in Narrogin, bloody Pontifex Maximus was in yr12 at school. You couldn’t open the fucking paper without seeing a piece on Pontifex. Young Pontifex helping granny across Rd, Pontifex declaiming from the podium at the Rostrum club, Pontifex joining the junior Rotary Club, Pontifex raising money for the Narrogin Bowls club. Pontifex helping another old crone across the Rd — To the bowling Club. Pontifex discovering old Indian burial ground. Pontifex forming the Narrogin Junior Old Indian Burial Ground Preservation Society, Pontifex, Pontifex, Pontifex! Now I hear he’s helping another Old relic aka Colin Barnett. Dixie Marshal is no Spring Chicken either. Pontifex might be able to offer an arm as she struggles to get out of her car. I won’t be going back to the Subiaco Hotel if old Pontifex is going to be there mistaking some short haired dickhead in a suit and glasses for Mark McGowan. Here’s a picture of the young Pontifex in the Narrogin paper, no doubt after annoyingly completing some good deed. Shut up with your Pontifexes!…”

Brian Pontifex

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2dorhor

The hor is for sale apparently, but it wasn’t a good advertisement that the dudes couldn’t get it started for several hours. Insert own hor jokes. “She wouldn’t turn over, – even for money”… Now I was literally born a Valiant man, but I was never a fan of the models from this one on. Being a former Valiant owner, let me guess. Overheating?

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Outrage Sunday 40 the scream

I’m not sure why this outrages me so much. I will think it through. It’s not as outraging as Matthew Broderick’s sellout. Only Dame Edna can appropriate Munch. But when Barry Humphries does ads he is not selling out. FBDO is bigger than one person. Clear? Maybe this was Gina Rinehart’s idea.

This also outraging: the Morley markets look strangely similar to the good Doctor’s last book. Surely a market would be better off looking more like Sendak?

Let me finish with something sure to enrage the Flangemaster. Seen in Nedlands, and not worst! Good advice for all in these troubled Gina-embiggened times.

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Weekend Worstoff 187

Time for another Hudson River Valley special from Bartender’s Skills with a Manhatten? After kind of rubbing our seamonkey noses in Teh valley’s rotting magnificence, he’s now getting hold of some real worsts.

Where utopia was left. Woodstock. (Not the Woodstock. A more half arsed Woodstock.)2 crackpot shops from half arsed Woodstock.A dress fashioned in the likeness of an artichoke, Rhinebeck.And a Mickey Mouse VW. Esopus.

And a splintery welcome for Hippies, again in Woodstock. 

And a wonderful guitar gate. They do know they’re not the “real” Woodstock right BSWAM?

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Sunkissed

It is one of the most extraordinary photos ever sent in, but I just couldn’t post it straight out. Some form of filtering had to be used.

A man wearing only a gstring lies face down on top of a bus (crack forward). I thought it was a blow-up, but no. The straight photo was just so outre that I didn’t have the heart to post it. Perhaps the dude didn’t realise he was in full view of the public. By Rob F. Fremantle.

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Failed to Open?

Good Riddance Bento uncharacteristically sends in a worst he actually thinks is good. True, it has many of the hallmarks of Perth amateur art, ie use of  junk, and as Bento says, “There’s got to be a muffler in there somewhere,” but, yeah, they nearly pull it off. Coombe Street Bayswater. Probably can be forgiven for not getting the up skirt shot.

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Kokoda Korn

You may actually be able to hear Jaidyn Jaxxon’s lip curl as he takes this shot. Nice inclusion of traditional worsts, Beds Plus, blue personalised plates and Cocos palms. Kokoda spirit? Did they mean Kakadu spirit?

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Ripping

By Daniel V. Scarborough. Nice use of the clothes airer. And also nice registered lawn. By the way, does this headline make it seem that demons were gnawing on the poor woman’s foot? What an odd thing to write. Haven’t seen so much use of demon cliches (dark demons, battling demons etc) since I was a Shaolin monk.

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