Weekend Worstoff 38

Was a nice week inPerth Worsts. The Chong conspiracy, wormholes in Moora and moor.  As is the tradition some worsts from the wider world for the weekend.

Marjoriex thinks the person believed responsible for the Walrus sculpture in Morley has visited Frankfurt. Perhaps. I think they were going OK until the man’s head. She also looks like she’s performing some sort of vitnary procedure on two cow backsides too. Thanks Marjoriex . unchain my boozies

unchain my boozies

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From Cimbali.

Perth Airport always comes up trumps in any worst of perth discussion but this was my favourite this time – along with the red emergency light on the roof of the ladies toilet with the word evacuate underneath it.
Do you think that this means the bags are made out of road kill?

Yes they probably thought it was clever. I like the sound of the evacuate light Cimbali, but it becomes another worst. A photo opportunity someone tells me about but didn’t take.

roadkill luggage

roadkill luggage

And David Fucking Outrage Cohen saw this in Shenton Park. Why? Or perhaps the marketing hook is that the dogs can eat their dinner twice? Thanks DFOC.

then they eat it again

then they eat it again

And a final one fromHazel whos dad found copies of the old Western Mail in a ceiling. I think this was before Paul Murray was political editor. There are several more I’ll put up.

week38mailThanks everyone. Worst well

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String Theory in Moora

Or should that be “Moora wormhole”. I heard someone describing Moora once. I think they said that the place was a fucking wormhole, or something… This is an excellent worst from the country via Stirling Idea who also threatens to send some more public sculpture. I love signs like this. I see litter offends, but not a duality of existence. Some sort of Schrodinger’s cat stuff happening. Thanks Stirlo.

Or are you?

Or are you?

moora_duality

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The Wicker Man

Lord Summerisle: Afternoon Sergeant Howie. I trust the sight of the young people refreshes you.
Sergeant Howie: No sir, it does not.        (The Wicker Man)

From the makers of Chinese safety boots, comes the woven Chinese cricket nurry protector. I believe that Patti Chong uses one to protect those balls she’s always boasting about. Not sure about the fish lining though. A more conventional construction can be found here, although it wouldn’t breathe as well as this one.

boxbox2

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Cicciomobil

After we delved into the strange and disturbing world of Patti Chong (was that real or just a crazy dream?) it’s refreshing to get back to another honest down to earth classic worst. My Ning has taken a break from his Paul Murray smackdowns and Colin Barnett exposes to snap this van in Inglewood. Or is My Ning saying that this van represents the resources policies of Mr Barnett as resources minister, and the writing style of Paul Murray? Anyhow, nice worst My Ning. Although it seems to be US dollars, it might be a bargain still.

van1sm

van2sm

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Barassi, dumbarse or plonker?

I wonder whether the ludicrous Melbourne press coverage of a 72 Year Old Ron Barassi making a dickhead of himself contributed to Operation Overkill here in Perth. It’s worth seeing the footage of old Ron getting a kicking to make you realise that you can get to 72 years old without becoming smart enough to not get involved with someone else’s street fight. And yes, despite being on medication he’d do it again! He’s lucky the woman didn’t turn on him as well. That’s what usually happens to those who dumb enough to get involved in other people’s fights.

The whole incident has blown up into a “Take back our streets” campaign. Even Molly Meldrum wants the streets back. Really! Molly! And Barassi looks like even more of a plonker when we find out that the women started the whole thing, and decided to escalate it instead of driving off when it turned nasty.

Barassi, who was dining with friends including yachting great John Bertrand, leapt from his table to help as stunned revellers looked on… The football great and good Samaritan has been praised for coming to a woman’s aid after a New Year’s Eve scuffle, but told 3AW this morning he only did what he hoped anyone else would. (Herald Sun).

So the subtext to all this is what a yellow bellied pussy Bertrand is? Now I get it.  Next time Ron, throw  Bertrand’s Sea Breeze over the fight and call the police.  Now thanks to you, Perth cops are having delusions of granduer. Apparently everyone will have to go past metal detectors and drug dogs to get into Northbridge. Thanks Ron. Thanks a lot.

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Chong and You.

skinkvchongI could have reached into the archive for another car or house, but a challenge from Patti Chong on this site made me decide on a media post for my first day back at work. (And it’s nor Paul Murray).  I know how you love media. Here’s a comment from Patti Chong challenging a The Worst of Perth commenter to a debate on ANY topic and the comment that provoked the challenge. UPDATE Ms Chong wants it live at Forrest Chase. I’m suggesting The Charles. Sounds like a great liveblog opportunity.

Skink (commenting on the flaccid nature of Fairfax Online)
…Patti Chong always gets a whinge in about how she is not accepted. For the record Patti, it’s not because you’re an immigrant, it’s because you’re a self-agrandising opinionated self-righteous sanctimonious windbag. The clothes don’t help.

Patti Chong replies

Skink, you know what you don’t have? Balls! At least I proffer my opinion under my own name. You hide behind the anonymity like the KuKluxKlan.
Come on, if you are brave enough, I challenge you to debate any topic with me. But you see, I have the balls to do it and stand up and be counted whereas you wee neutered and would not even publish under your own name.There’s only one word for people like you…coward!

And I suppose you think you are Armani!

I did think that somebody may be faking Patti Chong, but then I thought “Who the fuck would pretend to be Patti Chong?” And even if a fake Patti Chong wants to challeng a commenter on this blog, in some ways that’s better. Let’s do it. First, it may be best to throw open debate topics for the stoush. I might sugges…

“Why is Fairfax Online being flogged by the incredibly bad The West online?”

Armani. Is it too 80’s? Too gay?

Who IS Patti Chong?

If 6 were 9?

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And on the media, Mark “Not Worst” Naglazas was in top form on Saturday, giving the movie Australia a SECOND bad review. Now we find that not only was the movie shit, it was also the wrong kind of shit for our times.

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Weekend Worstoff 37

I want flames, but just a little flame, like a candle. Something to suggest I might travel 5k’s over the limit. Reminds me of the flaming Falcon. A Melbourne Worst from Meccano.

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And regards vehicles, Rolly was pleased in a schaudenfraude sort of way by these tradies getting their Hilux stuck in Scarborough.

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Maja submitted this in Redcliffe for worst garden. I like the new roof contrasting with the junk garden. Perhaps it’s a work in progress and they are getting to the garden now the roof is done. Thanks Maja.

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And Hugh Jass is going nyuk nyuk, Forrestfield –  Bogan, get it? Thanks HughJ.

week37bougan1Ahh back to work Monday. Worst well this weekend.

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Birds of Busso

A lovely sculpture of (I think) two birds in the kingdom of Busselton. They are trying to rival Bunbury’s Lord Forrest.

birdsbusso

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No Alcohol

So is this how 2009 begins for Perth, not with a bang but with a whinger? Premier Nanna Barnett bans alcohol at Cottesloe Beach (his own electorate) for new years eve. I waited, but couldn’t see that the sign changed to “No Bongs”., but it did have “No hob knobbing, beaver damming, corn holing, rug munching, tool pushing side-winding, dixie whistling…&cetera”.

WA The state of excitement

WA The state of excitement

No seriously

No seriously
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Ling My Bell

David Fucking Outrage RottoBloggo Union think-tank  Cohen gets another one up – that’s two this week, but his suggestion of Guildford’s Stirling Arms (The Ling) for New year’s Eve was too good to resist. What could be better for a scorching Perth Summer night than sweating over a searing hangi, and then sweating over The Ling’s skimpies until the late hour of 7pm, leaving plenty of hours to sit at home grumbling until 2009. Or in the case of TLA, going to bed at 10pm. Speaking of Kiwis, some of my “real” New Zealand photos from my recent trip are up and can be seen here.

What worst will there be for 2009? The seam of Worsts seems never ending. I do want to get into the ferris wheel with video and stills as soon as possible. If anyone sees how to book tickests, let me know. Thanks for all your support this year. Hope to go bigger, better, faster and worster on your arses for next year. XXXXXOX

Stirling Arms Skimpys til 7pm

Stirling Arms Skimpys til 7pm

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