Big Ole Orange Tang Titties

I’ve been sent so much good stuff over the last few days. Better get these two from Outrage Cohen out of the way. I don’t know what the first one means and the second one surely needs a phone number. From Guildford Fish markets apparently. That’s not a euphemism is it ‘rage?

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Suck it Up

From Greg R. I’m not sure from which journal of record this advertising feature was taken. I suppose someone has to clean out the exhibits at the end of the day. Is this what they call keyhole surgery? Just seems a little odd.

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Taggers Like Bum Bum

Who could forget the challenge to graffiti artists from the rather muddled concrete company, where they at the same time dared and threatened graffiti artists while also being shocked that their public message was being made…well public. Looking back on the comments, they were really a little dim witted weren’t they? i think I tried to be too nice to them. Anyhoo.  Another ineffectual anti graffiti message comes from Greg, a TWOP fan now living in Christchurch NZ. This is from the suburb of Shirley. Shirley? Residents of a suburb called Shirley shouldn’t be throwing around  bum bum accusations. Could you ever say “I was born a Shirley man..?” Perhaps some graffiti from Nancy next? Excellent international worst Greg. Beautiful. I have to confess I forgot yesterday was Sunday, and that I didn’t HAVE to post, so you can have an international worst today.

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People’s Art

Peter J Nicol Sent this wonderful attempt by the people to subvert 15 layers of hegemony laid down by “the man” at Turner Galleries. I accept that it’s  not up to the standard of the trolley art masters, but take that Turners. Take that. I won’t link to PJN’s blog, since it hasn’t moved since Howard lost the election. If you click on the Turner link at the moment, it has this dead emu as the centrepiece. Whoa! Now that’s outre. Maybe it’s subverting its own fucking hegemony. Dude!

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Bon Scott Owns This Land…

Even on Christmas Day, I still get sent quality. It is good to acknowledge the traditional owner of West Perth, Bon Scott. I wish someone would cut the head off the Bon Statue as they’ve done to Yagan, the traditional owner of East Perth. As seen by Matsuo. Thanks Mats.

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Bah Scumbag. Merry Christmas TWOP

Although pussies like the Western patriot and many others close down for Christmas, The Worst of perth never stops posting, no matter what the holiday. James saw this  Santa with a light up groin at Fremantle Target, adding some much needed vibrancy to the whole damn catastrophe. Actually it could be ‘roids.  Thanks for all your wonderful comments and support.  Merry Christmas.

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Hitler, the gift that keeps giving.

Jackie sent this picture which was just perfect for Christmas Eve. A staff recommendation for a Christmas literary gift in Borders Perth. Update: A nice grovelling apology from Borders below who must have been horrified to receive a complaint/enquiry from a journo named Cohen.

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Magic – but not intoxicating

From, I can’t remember his correct nom de plume. I think it is The Gozzler, right? In any case, way to talk down your product. No marijuana, but still contains magic. Great to hear.Thanks mate.

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Cultural Centre – The Bark Never Lies

I’m sure this is exactly what Brian Burke had in mind when he opened the Cultural Centre, a bark based spat between trannies and sluts, and none of them able to spell you’re. When bark is the medium, you better believe you’re pwned sister. From Orbea.

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When The Chong’s Away…

…the C Listers can play. Since you liked the A list pic so much, here’s a brief sample of Perth’s C Listers. If Scaffidi, Chong and Zempilas are already booked to open skate parks, call on these guys. They don’t have their own bouncy castles, and I’m not sure whether they have police clearances. Surely I don’t have to embarrass them by having to name them do I? Click for larger.

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