Boab

RubyRuby again discounting her claim that Broome wasn’t worst worthy. I will be in rurotardia myself. Be patient with comment moderation.

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The smile behind…

Lovely sinister sign juxtapositioning, combined with cock and beard graffiti. Donna gordin be-cocked and be-bearded with a smiling Keenan leering behind. Yes she’s a local, that’s why she has a willy drawn on her. By Jaidyn-Jaxxon. The whole photo is a work of art. I am in Rurotardia, so comment moderation may be up to the whims of iphone coverage or Outrage’s mood. Mt Hawthorn.Donna Grodin

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Outrage Sunday 20 Channel Sorry

To the forgotten, vandalised, and abandoned TVs, we say sorry.

Plasma screens are the lifeblood of our home theatres, but we say sorry for being disrespectful.

What is happening to media? We are secretly not sorry for still believing the Zenith 28T925R was the greatest telly ever.

To the shareholders of Seven West Media, we say sorry, and hope it may get up to $5 again. We apologise, and you have our commiserations, if you had WAN shares at $14. We are full of remorse in a sorrowful way when we thought downsizing and seeking synergies and efficiencies were the go.

We will be very sorry indeed when we open that bottle and discover the sparkling is flatter than one of those cursed plasma screens that gets Foxtel and will soon have that Internet thingy on it. We are regretful in advance of Frank posting many things from that UTube blog of Fat Cat being rogered by Brindley at the Miss Universe gala pageant at the EnCen before the stage collapsed.

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Weekend Worstoff 169

Astounding. Really? From Cimbali.Bins are not biting in Broome from RubyRubyBacklit cock from Cookster.And Northbridge heart from RubyRubyWorst well.

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Chinatown

I asked RubyRuby to confirm my predjudice that Broome was a craphole, (an opinion held by someone who had lived there) but she claimed the place was wonderful. Wrong answer RR. And yet, and yet she offers this from Chinatownthat that would curl the lip of any arrondissement hepster. Didn’t that public phone used to be a pizza hut? Brings back memories of a racist firebombing.

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Whip up some country undies

Margeryx saw this lovely store in Manjimup, inside which she took an unaccountably small but vastly worthy photo. I know Manjimup was royally fucked over by Deff Geoff Gallop, (or was it that tool Carps?) but I didn’t know things were so bad they had to sew their own undies! And at $6.95 for the pattern! What happened to Royalties for Rurotards? Surely we can kick in for some proper Chinese made jocks for these poor bastards? The red are going to be Gstrings arent they? Some poor CWA type will be sewing up arse floss for an unemployed mill workers backside. And they wonder at the high level of rural suicides. Not only do you get jocks for your birthday, but they’re home made.

Manjimup underwear

Manjimup underwear

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Xian Applecross

I love how this is both understated and ridiculously stupid at the same time. Takes a fine touch to acheive that. I think I have taken a shot of this place myself in the past. By James N. who throws in a fake coconut/cocos down the road to sweeten the deal. Applecross.

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Tricky Dicky on a Sticky

Marvellous by Paracleet. Dick Nixon on a stick, Hillview Terrace Bentley. Handy mask for a home invasion I’m thinking.

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The Best of The Worst of Perth Twitter

@theworstofperth Current news alerts are in the sidebar, or subscribe to them all with The Worst of Perth rss news feed so you don’t miss any gold.

Homeswest launches MILH, “Mothers I’d like to House” program…

Busselton to join the “Shizzle” generation. Boasting the longest wooden “Jizzle” in the Southern hemisphere the southwest town of Busselton…

Teenagers told, “Ennui must be earned. It’s not a right.”…

Kewell claims “bush tucker” not big money brought him back to Australia. “Yeah, bush plums, witchetty grubs, all that shit. Oh and Chicos.”

Alannah MacTiernan promises recycling bins “from arsehole to breakfast” in Vincent as she joins Mayoral race…

Noone wants to see our nurries hanging out.” Brett Heady slams Mainy Legend Match cozzie. “They’re mankinis so you can’t even wear undies!”

High dam levels allow restart of Dockers colonic irrigation program. “You can’t justify millions of litres of water going up player backsides…

Woosha’s greatest regret-That Simone de Beauvoir did not live to see Eagles success. Dying in Apr 1986, a few weeks before Ron Alexander was…

Qld Govt bid to lure WA whale sharks to Gold Coast “Reprehensible” – Barnett. “It’s not just about more plankton, it’s about lifestyle,” Qld…

Curtin creative writing tutor hospitalised as his mature aged students throw 16 separate and concurrent wine and cheese nights…

Gay stallions last chance to avoid wild brumby cull. Introducing gay stallions to “naturally” reduce births in NSW high country is the last…

Tour camel “raped my Akubra” . US tourist in Broome tells horror story as camel mates with iconic Aussie hat. “If I could have taken it off

Premier warns against “blackface” at home CHOGM parties. Fans dressing up as their favourite CHOGM leader at backyard celebrations shouldn’t…

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Clubbing

Two more pieces of history from from my film negative vault. Firstly this is the one time site of one of those ultra crappy 80s Perth nightclubs on fire. I can’t remember what it was called originally. Eagle Bum? Penisocchios? (Puke) Musos Club? Knob Gobblers? Not sure of the date of this. End of last century sometime. And earlier still, (1987?) I found another shot of the Firm crowd, where some dude actually does have a beret on. And if you want to see some not worst, here’s a shot I took in St Mark’s Square Venice 1997. Hadn’t even proofed it before. I staggered out of Harry’s Bar around  midnight, apparently and implausibly clutching a ridiculous 1960s twin lens medium format camera. My first words on seeing the scan were, “Shit, that’s pretty fucken good!”

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