I just had to delay gratification with Bento’s Tankmaster chronicles for one day after the receipt of these photos from Outrage Cohen. Although frequent commenter, contributor and racconteur Cookster lost his baffling and mondo incoherent pro daylight savings battle, he has now been able to go all out Sexpo wise. Outrage snapped these of the man with a pole dancer at parliament House’s back door. How worst is this, Cookster fouling and demeaning The People’s Wall? One of our crappiest and blandest areas of the city! Perth’s Eureka Stockade! And even worse, the man doesn’t even have the decency to wear a beard. Cookster has other shots of himself with porn stars, which you can see here, which at least he had the decency not to conduct near our revered People’s Wall. I didn’t really have a category, so had to put you in worst people Cookster.
I’m dreading checking the “Fucken Worst” figures.
Also in Melbourne (but I think these are nationwide) Graham saw this. “There is something about using the Australian coat of arms as the symbol for a piss stop hand dryer that just makes this feel like a Worst of.” Thanks Graham, but the fact that the emu has no hands to dry and is standing around like a spare Chong at a wedding makes it worst for me.
On a similar theme, Netwir saw this at The Narrogin bottleshop.netwirb says, “I’m not sure if the Kangaroo’s foot is on fire and the numbat is trying to extinguish it with his tongue, or if the kangaroo is just kicking the shit out of him.” Right on.
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And I took this in Barrack Street just because I know you like saying “Clam”. Not a bad Weekend Worstoff. Worst well this weekend.
Does this help? Are you honking?
The Worst of Perth 