Sexy Foreigner Party

For those that were wondering what I was doing in China, I was over there to troubleshoot some Sexy Foreigner parties. They were having trouble with their love channels.

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3 Plonkers

Should I have left this one for Outrage? They seemed proud of themselves so I didn’t bother to pixellate their bulges. By Sarah H. Northbridge.

Speaking of plonkers. And Outrage. I found this wonderful worst hat in Hong Kong which has pouches to put your headphones in for some reason. I made him wear it before I would give him his carton of Chineser cigs.

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Laver

Toodyay needs to step it up. THIS is how you do it. Incredibly bad statue of Rod Laver at Rod Laver Arena Melbourne. By Meccano.

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By the Great Satan’s pizzle!

I had trouble typing after seeing this from Pete F. Tears of laughter flowed. It’s like a piece of Wintoning rendered in 3D. Or 2.5D. You must click to view every detail, particularly the skeletal foot functioning as a bull’s pizzle while the other leg and foot are poised to emerge via the back door. Also the grabbing of the Akubra is nice. Note to me: Must do a piece on the Akubra. I’ve always wondered why a fur hat was considered appropriate wear in Australia. This obscenity is apparently stuck on the top pub in Toodyay.

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Designers are Queers

No need to tell me, “Famous local Hong Kong artist.” You had me at “Special price Tshirt.” A present for Ljuke. Also available was, “Human are wankers.”

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Camp followers

The Baravan has moved on. The relocatable village has relocated, as promised by its sign all those years ago. But wait! There’s a website. Could there be breaking news? Has it moved to a prime Kings Park location? The third picture is the entire website, so probably no need to click. Don’t book that heart surgeon just yet. Mount Hospital may have to give way to platic chairs and thongs in the shower block. Auteured by Cimbali. Ghostly google maps below.Happier times are still on show at google maps.

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So what’s good?

So I’m back. What’s good? I have to say, having just finished going through it all, a very high standard of worsting by Outrage. Love the boozie bag post that featured a return of The Cookster, Exported and Four legs too.
And Couchette? Well I had already given my reasons for not putting it up, and it is just not my style. However Outrage received the pic from several sources too and I can see that a case might be made for it to be posted. He was editor, and he has different ideas about what is and isn’t worst, which is how it should be with a guest editor. I commend all (well most) of the excellent comments an arguments made against, and occasionally for.
Here’s a picture from Nanjing with which I will attempt to respray my territory.

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Hanging paper all over town

They’re so rich in Nedlands they get the servants to throw out the unused greasepaintproof paper…the notorious ‘Bloodbath on Broadway’ development in the background…

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sub-Wintoning

“The quintessential West Australian beach house sits comfortably in a cloud of salt infused air. Sun-baked beach towels hang stiff over balcony railings. Aluminium dinghy huddling safe beneath the protected canopy of decking soaking in a marinade of burley and two-stroke. When we designed The Sorrento, these are the things we sought to encapsulate.”

I haven’t seen the word quintessential since my year 12 Lit classes. Maybe I should get out more. Surely a TWOPer can summon a haiku from this copy for the Sorrento, a Rural Building Company product.

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Outrage Sunday 6

If Salvador Dali had snorted cocaine off the oiled belly of Dr Parnassus and sneezed into an XXX-rated version of High 5 being watched by a jaded Hunter S. Thompson pretending to be Paul Murray writing tomorrow’s column – it might have come close to these three images from JJ. Don’t look too closely at the reflection in that second image lest you be turned into a pillar of dukkah.

Thank God for Bento and the simple worsts he sees while taking the missus to the zoo.

I was checking the incoming links to TWOP, and I was pleased to see we have a fan in Istanbul! Titreklik!

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