Carlisle existence is suffering

Do you want four paths to the cessation of suffering with that? A drive-through Buddhist temple in Carlisle. I’ve always felt that individuals were trapped in an endless cycle of birth, death and suffering in the whole Carlisle area, particularly at the Orrong Road end, however an observance of moral precepts is not really the bag of Carlisle residents is it? The cycle continues.

path to suffering
path to suffering
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Maylands Babylon

Maelstrom
A celebrated whirlpool on the coast of Norway.
Also Fig. ; as, a maelstrom of vice.

One is and is not in the centre of the maelstrom of it all.
Harold Pinter

Capt. Donnelly: 13,453 dollars and 63 cents. That’s how much an unmarked squad car costs this department. That’s the third goddamned car you trashed this month.
Harry Callahan: Lou Janero.
Capt. Donnelly: What?
Harry Callahan: It’s his men who shot up the car, why don’t you send him the bill? -The Dead Pool

You can live the celebrity Harold Pinter spa life in Maylands if you like, but if you don’t, cover it up with some corrugated sheeting, and whatever you do don’t empty the water for 2 years. I love it. here you see a Maylands resident revelling in the knowledge of his septic spa. The thing is, they’re still in it every Friday night. Thanks for the shot guys.

If you’re getting those massive black mosquitoes in Maylands/Bayswater, here is the source.

Maylands babylon

Maylands Babylon

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Tofu Terrorist

Via Cimbali. The Tofu Terrorist has been hitting meatwagons in the Fremantle area. Show me a tofu truck so I can spray “bacon” on it.

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Lunch with Sam Newman

Remember, comrades, your resolution must never falter. No argument must lead you astray. Never listen when they tell you that Sam Newman and the animals have a common interest, that the prosperity of the one is the prosperity of the others. It is all lies. Sam Newman serves the interests of no creature except himself. And among us animals let there be perfect unity, perfect comradeship in the struggle. Sam newman is the enemy. All animals are comrades.
Animal Farm.
What’s not worst about this? Start with Peel thunder, the Dockers of the WAFL. Just a mistake that they ever got off the ground. Also, it’s bouncy castle, not jumpy, and Sam Newman? As Ljuke said to me, if he doesn’t make a joke about ejaculating on your wife, you should demand your money back. And Animal Farm? Don’t get me started.
Update. already a vanished worst.
Your wife, my face.

Your wife, my face.

One prostate over the line

One prostate over the line sweet Jesus

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Weekend Worstoff 19. Vehicular

Some vehicular offerings I’ve had stored for a while. (And I have many more.) This one from a less international Bento.
That is the question

That is the question.

This is one I’ve had for months from Skylantern. I do get there eventually. That’s a nice one.

Double loser

Double loser

Why would you put this on your car? Should we be impressed it’s not 5 speed? Or is it saying that he can’t drive a manual?

Congratulations

Congratulations

Look. I’ve told you. That’s my spot.

Don't park here

Don't park here!

I know there are some who will remember Barry barkla and Hans Merks presenting movies. (Perhaps Frank has some video links). This is what Hans’ office in the Beaufort Street car yard is like now. How the lowly have fallen.

Thank YOU Hans Merks

Thank YOU Hans Merks

Have a worst weekend everyone. Drive safely.

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Hammer of Justice

Some may remember the excellent walking tour of crap public art in Kalamunda last October submitted by Cimbali. It now appears that the Art Police, or perhaps drunken young Kalamundarians have taken public art into their own hands, hammering the work back to the stone age. Well done. Well done.
Turd in The Lake

Turd in The Lake

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Ricky Grace – The New Adrian Barich?

Look, sorry to loiter in this arrondisement again, but I had two contenders for posts today, both on Beaufort Street, and both featuring the “C” word. Ever since the “Adrian Barich Incident” I’ve been seeing cunts everywhere. Anyway, as we comedians would say, “What’s the deal with Ricky Grace?” Will be a nice complement to the Tiny Pinder donger, but Ricky doesn’t seem the type who would have aroused nasty graffiti. Or do the quotation marks mean someone else just referred to as Ricky Grace?

Now, tell me. I know there was a gay sauna somewhere on Beaufort, (I think soon to become a vanished worst) but never knew where it was. Is this blank door the location? I would have thought there’d be a peephole but if was not here, then where?

he was a "Basketballer"

he was a "Basketballer".

And thanks to Bento for noting that Ricky is now redeemed. Ricky the cunt is now just another vanished worst. Unfortunately for Ricky and Barra, the image will be archived forever by the state library. Thanks for the pic Bento.

Not even a bastard

Not even a bastard

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Spew Black Vomit

“The dog is turned to his own vomit again; and the sow that was washed to her wallowing in the mire”
The Bible. Somewhere

If you buy a bottle of Galliano Black Sambuca, and you are fortunate enough to drop it on the footpath, count your blessings. Black vomit is something you don’t want to experience. This drinker was lucky that this bottle of piss ended up on the footpath before they drank it.

A fortunate drinker

A fortunate drinker

Going to start adding the google streetview locations for worsts. If you send me something, give me the address if appropriate.

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Lair of The White Worm

If you’ve ever wondered about Allen Park, the area Paul Murray The West’s star blogger and columnist endlessly bangs on about, here it is in Google street view. Anyone care to troll the streets to see if there’s an overweight blowhard dragging around a dog, mumbling “at first blush”, “methinks” and “let me say at the outset”?

Not me, but I did take a quick look down at the beach and couldn’t spot him, unless this is him taking up bike riding. If anyone views the streets and sees the old bore, save the link, please.

We got ourselves a Chinee.

We got ourselves a Chinee.

And while we’re on the West, what dufus decided to use the tired old fake chinese font? The West is as Chinese as David Carradine. Awful. They might as well say, “Get The West’s slanty eyes edition!” Guys, every time you mention something asian, you don’t have to use this ultra crappy, tired old font. You may also remember it from Chopstix.

And on media here’s a link to the news on how successful the new Fairfax blog has been. Skink, Frank, I told youse to stop logging in to check whether anyone was reading. Now look what you’ve done!

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The Riddle of the Sphinx

is not, “What walks on 5 legs in the morning..?” but more like, “Why would someone build this in a garden in Kingston Street Nedlands? I do like the kerbing though. From Teh ‘Rage.
Sphinx Back door

Sphinx Back door

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