Sexy Salmon, what have you done?

Bag O Turnips, took the photo made with the commentary and even sourced a musical quote.  Hooooeee that’s diligent worsting. So, over to you Bag O’…

Sexy everywhere
Sexy up the river, where it flows among green aits and meadows
Sexy down the river, where rolls defiled among the tears of shipping and the waterside pollutions of a great and clean city
Sex in the featureless, genderless, self-frosting glass toilet doors
Sexy in the humble ground-floor keycutter’s cubicle
Sexy in PowerPoint presentation and the workflow chart and the mission statement
Sexy in the opinion and truthSexy in everything, but sex.  DC Root, from the promotional trailer to the ROOT! album, Surface Paradise.

When I was out on the weekend, I noticed this fishmonger’s van parked near the UWA boatshed carpark, selling “SEXY SALMON FILLETS”. And it got me thinking, “geez, even a weekend fishmonger flogging fillets of fish—anyone more salt of the earth and old school, one would presume—has resorted to sex to sell fuckin’ fish. Well, I s’pose if the smell of raw salmon reminds one of the pudenda, then so be it!Thanks Bag O.

Sexy

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Elephantitightarse

Some superb worsts are to be found at Todd’s Auctions in I think Maida Vale. Perhaps Forrestfield. These elephant chairs transcend hideous. They were also at the height of milking stols, so I’m not sure why you’d sit on them unless you and a couple of friends wanted to simultaneously milk a cow. Or goat. There was also the ugliest bed I have seen in some time. An interesting establishment. I remember being dragged there by the parents in probably 1972 or 3. I like it. I’ll be back again.

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Weekend Worstoff 107

Stu calls out Hilton burnout artists as pussies. Do burnouts on bitumen like REAL men. A tricycle could do burnouts on mulch.Also out that way Hotblackdesiato likes the wrapped body feel of this car in Beaconsfield. So do I. Also vehicular, Jaidyn-Jaxxon sees Kambos taking a bite out of the vibrancy dollar with more lifestyle for less. And Outrage Cohen sees some criticism of the bin filling art. Worst well. x

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Pie Wall

Watching was surprised that this superb bad wall in Bentley East Victoria Park hasn’t been featured before. I can’t find it if it has. In any case its magnificence should be honoured forever. Could be a scene from Dune or Star Wars if not for the weatherboard.

Now a vanished worst apparently as of 7th June 2010. Vale pie wall.

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Bond Corp Scammer

Ahh, yeah, but has this graffiti on a Hay Street Jewellers time travelled from the 80’s? From Patrick.

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Footspas from the barrio

Orbea sends “footspas next 340 metres”, from deep inside the North Perth barrio on Fitzgerald Street, and calls it as another Catania based Welcome to Vincent initiative. Are you sure that’s a footspa Orbea? I’d be 99% sure it’s a nurry polisher. Especially if it’s North perth.

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Soiled

Bears, soiled with something, hopefully not actually honey from Jaidyn-Jaxxon

Another from Brer Bento that seems to fit the theme, somehow. I can’t quite say why. Nice photo though.

And err one monkey about to soil another, from Ian in Ubud Bali.

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Badarse Backs

Some sinister graphic design from Solari via Meccano and Melbourne. Whatever’s going on here, it’s sure as hell not about back belts. Cock rings maybe. She may some kind of Manchurian candidate. Or just a back supported sourpuss. I’d like to see the front view of the sourpuss. Does that back belt lift and separate?

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Back to back

I came here last week from down in Richmond
‘Cause Juddy left for Carlton on a train
I thought I’d get a game and just forget him
But in Richmond a broken heart is still the same.

I’ll ask the man behind the bar for the jukebox
And the music takes me back to old Subi
And when they ask who’s the tool in the corner, convulsing
I’ll say, little old West Coast wine cooler, me… Dean Martin

Inglewood steps up with another fine worst. What makes this an even classier object is the 1.5 litre capacity. Would have been nicer in a kerosene tin. I didn’t have a camera with me, and was going to pull the ad down, but I noticed the “do not remove” order, so left it. Only when I got to the car did I think, “What the fuck am I doing? I’m obeying orders from someone with a flagon of Eagles wine!” so I went back and ripped it down for your discernment.

Sorry Alex.

If anyone does actually want this abomination, I will send you Alex’s number.

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We also…

What is the other mysterious service you offer EPMVC? Would it be leeches, trepanning, crystal proctology? The owl also wants to rap about Mobil apparently. From Craig M.

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