Mandelbrot Antlers

Meta (or possibly recursive) antlers by Lani  for your Christmas day pleasure. Worst well.

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This sleighs me.

As seen in Swanbourne by Miss Jess. Possibly connected to Santa, although more likely connected to nudity or Who Dares Wins-ness (yes, out of town worsters, Perth’s only legal nude beach is overlooked by the SAS (Special Forces) HQ and firing range. Some of them are such good shots they could pick the liver spot off a pervert with a rifle at 2000 meters. True story. In any case, it’s not snow. Perth would have last seen snow about 80 000 years ago.

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Snoop Ute

Joel,  doesn’t believe “Snoop would be caught dead in a car with wack rims like that.” East Perth. It’s like he’s Snooping all over Tupac’s grave with that motherfucker. I think Snoop’s coming to Perth isn’t he. Not if he sees this abomination he aint.

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There’s still time…

…for one of these to find its way to Santa’s sack. By Orbea. 

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The Fallen

By Don. Girrawheen. It just looked so Perth. The brick, the dead tree, the tiles, the hose, the fence, the relentless blue sky, the inappropriate lawn. I should have this pic in my wallet when travelling overseas. And Molly isn’t even dead yet. 

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Niger

See, this is why Embleton can’t have nice things.

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Aveley

Bag O’Turnips’s little sister saw these in Avely, a suburb I had not heard of. Self explanatory. Largely. Vegina, heh.

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Outrage Sunday 33 God’s shuttlecock

A week to go: as prayers are affected by the wind, competitive worship is done indoors.

Is Santa a Fantapants? Would he die for me, and can he do a vertical jump smash? We’ll never know. Mt Lawley? Maylands? Opposite Mercy Hospital, anyway.

Krazy Kym has been dropping hints all week about with what she wants me to stuff her stockings, but I got the message loud and clear these Linneys creations are not required.

I am baffled. Armageddon happened on Wednesday and I missed it.

Stop the shuttlecock-bashing, skull-worshipping, Santa-pantsing, end-of-the-world madness. Just stop it.

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Weekend Worstoff 182

James N had a stake of rage driven through his nurries when he saw Transperth’s Twilight promotion. 
Shelley thought you might like her next door neighbour’s architecture in Bendigo. She left Perth because she couldn’t get behind Delis and extended trading zones.
Shushpopcorn liked the artist’s impression of a new Port Hedland development, particularly the sports cars.  Possibly flying cars for the FIFO crowd. The cartoon Hedland certainly jars with reality.
Pete F saw Bento’s ad campaign from last week binned. Maybe they were shamed by TWOP? Maybe the boy did write more fuk?
And one more from Chris G (whose nom de I have forgotten) as seen in Collingwood.

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Nil by Melville

Melville House by Adam G, and Melville treasure by Budda Lala Land.  The house is no rising willie, but in the same general area. Apparently lights up a treat at night.

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