Friday Boganomics – Zara (Reprise)

29 04 2011

This week, the opening of Zara left us with an abundance of material. Here on Things Bogans Like, we looked at the socialogical drivers behind the seemingly inexplicable success of a homogeneous fashion retailer. Today, over at the Macrobusiness Superblog, we take a peek at the marketing theory the evil geniuses over at Zara are employing….

The Australian retail climate isn’t particularly strong at the moment, because bogans are Doing It Tough. Confronted with historically low interest rates, a strong dollar, a resilient economy and low unemployment, the bogan knows that it has to cut back on some things in order to get by. Its newfound love of online retail and Australian retailers’ inability to, you know, build a functional online retail site, has left us something of a retail wasteland. Until you realise that compared to pretty much every other developed economy, we are, in fact, a retail oasis.

International fashion retailers have long avoided Australian shores like the plague. The market is small, the logistics confronting, the seasons reversed, and the local providers far too adept at convincing the bogan of what it needs to buy next. However, this has overlooked a key aspect of the bogan retail landscape; one that, it appears, we are soon to see exploited on a grand scale.

Ordinarily, the bogan will vocally advocate the purchasing of Australian products (Thai manufacturing notwithstanding), as a means of stroking its throbbing nationalism gland and providing Australians with jobs. But the modern bogan has travelled a bit. It managed a two-week trek across seven European countries courtesy of that great international bogan bus, Contiki. And what it took away from its jaunt across such a cultured locale is class. The bogan, upon returning, now seeks Euro style. It needs Euro style. Cosmopolitan style. Like the cocktail. Yet because of the reticence and lack of awareness of foreign companies, this yearning has gone unfulfilled.

Zara, being the fashion behemoth they are, figured it out first. 

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29 04 2011
Davo

New baby names. Zara, Zhara, Zarah, Zahrah, or Zarat (the T is silent).

29 04 2011
Simon - Glasser at Arms, Constant source of Randomness

Quiet here. Are you all nestled in the lounge waiting for the wedding?

That needs a post. Seems bogues love a royal wedding despite claiming to be anti monarchy. The conundrum continues.

29 04 2011
Pandabater

Dissecting complex economics is not as much fun as poking fun at dickheads. Plus that macrobusiness blog scares me. Makes being a debt free pauper almost palatable.

29 04 2011
Simon - Glasser at Arms, Constant source of Randomness

Tbl frowns upon the use of the descriptive term dickhead, however fitting it’s use may be.

Another quality episode Urban.

What will bogue do seeing the Rugby has been bumped tonight in favor of the wedding?

29 04 2011
urbanreverie

Bogue is working overnights on the roadworks. He’s doing the graveyard shift for the next few weeks on the widening of the M5 through Campbelltown, he needs the penalty rates while Boguette’s out of work and he can get a lift from one of his workmates who lives in the area and works the graveyard too.

Boguette is taking advantage of Bogue’s absence by asking her cousin and Bogue’s arch-enemy, Shevonne, over to watch the royal wedding with her. She has the Bacardi Breezers ready and Shevonne will sleep over until early in the morning before Bogue gets home. Shevonne, despite being a butch lesbian and not the most attractive flower in the field and being too sensitive to be a true bogan, is extremely interested in beauty therapy and will probably make lots of witty comments about Kate’s make-up and hairstyle. Boguette will swoon about what a hunk Wills is and make a few drunken comments about how she got cursed with Bogue instead.

29 04 2011
urbanreverie

There’s a gender disparity among bogans in their attitudes towards The Wedding Of The Century (and Christ almighty, even the ABC is calling it that – even the ABC, once one of the most respectable institutions in the country, is jumping onto the trashmedia kraken bandwagon … Sic gloria transit mundi.)

Boguettes care deeply about the royal wedding. Not out of any principled conviction with respect to the preservation of current constitutional arrangements, but because the boguette just f$%king loves celebrity bullshit. I’ve never understood celebrity worship myself, but hey.

He-bogues couldn’t care less about the royal wedding at all – expect perhaps to comment in passing on how much the he-bogue would like to nail Kate.

As for me, I have better things to do than watch the royal wedding, like cleaning the muck out of the lint filter in my washing machine or sorting my CD collection into alphabetical order.

29 04 2011
urbanreverie

It’s Friday evening … and you know what that means, don’t you? Friday + Urban Reverie = …

THE BOGUE & BOGUETTE SHOW!!!

(THE SCENE: A Saturday morning at a dry, pock-marked, eucalyptus-fringed soccer field next to the community centre near BOGUE and BOGUETTE’s McMansion. There’s an under-12s game of junior rugby league in progress on the field. BOGUETTE and a few dozen other parents and siblings of the players are seated on a timber grandstand.

AIDEN is playing in the forward row of the Western Districts Eagles against their much-hated rivals, South Valley Scorpions. BRAIDEN and JAIDEN are down in bush lining the adjacent creek tormenting an injured possum and KAIDEN is sitting under the grandstand curled up in a foetal position rocking back and forth moaning gently.

BOGUE waddles up from the street, red-faced and hyperventilating, sits down next to BOGUETTE, grabs a can of Coke out of her esky and guzzles it in twenty seconds.)

BOGUE: Man … phew …. that’s a big farkin’ walk …. gasp gasp …. if only we didn’t have me car taken away ….

BOGUETTE: Oh well, you’re here now, that’s the main thing. You missed Aiden score the opening try though! His schoolmate Decklyn converted it. Score’s now Eagles six-nil.

BOGUE: Woohoo! (shouts) Good on ya, Aido, yer dad’s proud of ya! Keep smashin’ them South Valley kyurnts, that’s the spirit!

SPECTATOR: (a weedy professional-looking father wearing spectacles and a tweed coat accompanied by a prim-and-proper wife and two toddlers) Excuse me? Don’t mean to bother you, but there are kids around. Can you please tone the language down? Thanks!

BOGUE: Oi! Who the fark do you fink YOU’RE talkin’ to? Nobody tells me what to do! You unnerstand, you nerdy pr!ck?

SPECTATOR’S WIFE: Come on, let’s move! (shifts with her husband and two toddlers down to the far end of the grandstand)

BOGUETTE: Honey, I wish you’d take a chill pill sometimes …

BOGUE: Sorry, honeybunch. Just that massive two-kilometre walk and not being able to fit you, me and the kids in the one car has left me wiv a short temper. I didn’t mean to make ya upset and stuff …. Carn Aiden! Smash ’em! Show ’em what yer made of!

(DECKLYN makes a run for the try line, finds a couple of back rowers from South Valley Scorpions in his way, passes the ball to AIDEN who has a hole in front of him. The REFEREE blows his whistle and calls a foward pass and awards a penalty to South Valley.)

BOGUE: Forward pass? Whaddayamean, forward pass? That was a proper pass, fair and square! (shouts) Hey ref, you stupid dickhead! I hear OPSM’s doin’ some specials this week on glasses, I reckon ya need some, ya blind kyurnt!

BOGUETTE: Sweetie, settle down, it’s just a game and stuff!

BOGUE: But it’s not just a game! This is me son, and what me son does reflects on me. I ain’t lettin’ no dickhead ref tell MY son that he can’t score a try!

(South Valley Scorpions win the scrum, the ball is passed to their five-eighth. AIDEN runs up to the opposing five-eighth, attempts to tackle him but can’t get a good enough purchase. AIDEN then punches him in the stomach and snatches the ball after the five-eigth drops it in agony. The REFEREE blows his whistle and orders AIDEN into the sin bin.)

BOGUE: What the? What the fark? That’s it, I’m not standin’ for this! (runs onto field) Ref! Hey ref! What the fark you fink you’re doin’, ordering me son off the field? What are you writin’ in yer notebook? Nobody puts MY son on report and gets away with it! Aiden ain’t done nuffint wrong!

REFEREE: (an athletic, middle-aged man with short brown hair, a ruddish complexion and a salt-and-pepper porn star moustache) Listen, mate! I saw it with my own eyes, all the kids did too. Your son punched the five-eighth in the stomach. That’s not acceptable behaviour on the field or off it, and I won’t tolerate that at all from any kid on the field. The district league won’t tolerate it either.

BOGUE: What? So are you sayin’ that me son’s unacceptable? Is that what you’re tryin’ to say?

REFEREE: No, I’m sure your son is normally a great kid. But his behaviour was unacceptable. Now leave the field please, so play can continue!

BOGUE: Listen, mate! I ain’t leavin’ no field until Aiden comes back on! Fair bloody go, mate! That was no punch. It was just a tap on the gut, part of a normal tackle an’ that.

(FIVE-EIGHTH is crying his lungs out on the sideline, his mother and the South Valley Scorpions coach putting an ice pack on his stomach and giving him some Panadol.)

REFEREE: Very well, then. I can stay here all day if I want. Aiden’s not coming back on for the rest of this game. And if you don’t leave the field, I’ll put YOU on report too and you’ll be banned for a few matches yourself!

BOGUE: Urghgurugugurughhkurrrghnt! What, you weedy farkin’ pr!ck? You tellin’ me that I can’t even watch me own son play footy? Here’s me bustin’ me gut on the roadworks day in, day out, payin’ me son’s league fees – and you tell me that I can’t even watch me own son? Just wait until me MP hears about this!

REFEREE: Listen! When you registered Aiden at the start of the season, you would’ve had to have signed the Code of Conduct for Parents. It’s right there on the district league’s website! Now, please leave the field now, sir. You’re denying these kids their right to play. Show a bit of sporting spirit, mate!

BOGUE: Urghurhgurhghkurrghnt! Sportin’ spirit! I’ll show YOU some sportin’ spirit in a minute, mate! (squares up to REFEREE)

BOGUETTE: (rushes onto field) Honey! Calm down! It ain’t worth it, like I said, it’s just a game! You’ll have to accept my apologies, ref. We’ve been havin’ a tough time lately, me hubby’s nerves are gettin’ a bit worn out and stuff.

REFEREE: I understand, lady. But I can’t let your husband stay on the field any longer, he’s delaying play for the rest of the kids.

BOGUETTE: Honey, just let it go, it ain’t worth any trouble and stuff.

BOGUE: Who’s gonna make me?

BOGUETTE: Your conscience, sweetie. Like the man said, you’re delaying play.

BOGUE: Conscience? What’s conscience supposed to mean?

BOGUETTE: Well honey … do you want a bit of … special time when we get home or not? We’ll dump the kids at me olds, I’m sure they won’t mind, they’ve got nuffint planned this weekend …

BOGUE: All right, you win. I’ll get off the field if it keeps ya happy. (turns to REFEREE) But this ain’t the last you’ve heard of me! I’m friends wiv the chairman of the district league, just wait until he hears about the way you treated me son! And when you put shit on me son and accuse him of doin’ stuff he didn’t do, you’re puttin’ shit on me too! (storms off field, the REFEREE blows his whistle and play resumes)

THE END

29 04 2011
chris - Bogan Whisperer to the Rich and Famous

Haha… Urban I swear.. at least three of the bogan snot-noses in my street are called “Aiden”.

29 04 2011
Bag O'Turnips

Another fine episode, urbanreverie: I’m sure those of us West and South of the Barassi Line will be able to apply the same situation to Auskick (kids’ version of Aussie Rules) in our own outer suburbs and regional towns.

Ah, sports parents, ya gotta love ’em…

29 04 2011
Mick

Sorry urban, but having coached junior sports teams for quite a long time, I must question this one.

One thing the bogue is frightened of is a fit, sporting type. Deep down the bogan understands his lack of speed, strength and agility. That’s why it hides its lack of sporting talent behind a lot of noise. The bogue knows that when it comes down to animal law, the fit, sporting type is going to kick its arse…mostly because there are no glasses available at nine in the morning.

I used to get tips from the mums that some tosser was abusing kids/referees. So i would just wander down the sideline hoping to hear something so that I could ask them to leave. Never heard a word…well, once. But that’s the kind of violent story that Ash would like to relate. The mums used to laugh themselves silly at the brave souls who abused the kids but shut up when the fit, angry looking, 6’3 man strolled past. Especially when the opposition mums said their coach has a nice butt (I’m very proud of that day).

Bad behavior does happen, but it’s usually a group thing. On their own I’ve always found them to be nothing but cowards.

30 04 2011
Davo

My parents were to embaressed to watch me play. I would spend half the match looking for someone to hurt. The other half fighting with the parents from the sin bin. I miss ice hockey.

30 04 2011
chris - Bogan Whisperer to the Rich and Famous

I agree with you in principle, Mick. Most sporting bodies are on top of loutish behaviour from sideline parents these days. Recently a friend of mine was watching his daughter play netball and was giving her a bit of encouragement. He wasn’t being abusive, it wasn’t directed at anyone but his daughter and he wasn’t coaching her; just a bit of generic barracking. He got approached and told to take it down a notch or leave.
However, what I love about Urbanrev is his/her? gift of satire and slapstick which imho is up there with the best of them.
The unfortunate reality is that the bogan sideline father vicariously living out his sad little sports jock fantasy is still alive and well. He knows in his heart of hearts that he’s still got it, even though he can’t zip up the K-Mart V8 supercar bomber jacket past the gut any more. He knows he could, nay would have been a league superstar if he hadn’t gotten Charlene knocked up when she was seventeen. I think a bit of sideline venting from these blokes is probably a good thing because god only knows what the poor kids cop from the old man when they get home.

30 04 2011
Mick

I sent a young lad off during a game that I was blowing the whistle in when I was 15. His dad abused me and made all sorts of threats against me. I was still a few years off being able to bring down a bogan on my own so I ran away and hid.

There was these two brothers who played for one of the other clubs. Polish background I think. Huge men. They’ve caught a look at me all upset and asked what was going on. Once they heard the story they were out of there looking for bogan dad. To this day I don’t know what happened but you could sense an attitude change in bogan dad. I was always wary but he never said a word around me, not even in later years when me and his lad used to have run-ins on the field in senior games.

So yeah chris, you’re right. They do live through their kids and will bully the weak. I was just saying that the bogan won’t take on the big, fit guy one on one. Nope, he’ll target the kid or take a cheap shot when he thinks nobody is watching. When facing someone able to take him down, the bogan is a coward.

1 05 2011
Davo

Those Polish blokes were probebly Judo blackbelts.

30 04 2011
urbanreverie

Thanks for your comments and corrections and your observations, Mick. It’s much appreciated. I agree that often the bogan is quite a coward. I guess my main point was how bogan parents live vicariously through their “snot-noses”, as Chris pointed out.

I’m surprised, though, that you didn’t pick up on a massive error in my latest episode – why would a rugby league match take place on a soccer field? Mea culpa! 🙂

Also, another bogue vehicle I spotted yesterday to throw into the Bogan Hall of Shame. A souped-up Mitsubishi Lancer, with the personalised plate “ENI55”.

“Oh”, I can hear you all say, “That’s not terribly bogan! Why is that so remarkable?”

Because the driver in question had placed his P-plate just to the left of the number plate. Geddit? Haw. Haw. Haw.

Other lovely adornments included a Facebook-style “Your daughter likes this. (thumbs up)” bumper sticker, a “4 Doors For More Whores” sticker on the rear windscreen, an exhaust pipe which looked like a trombone – and the offside rear tyre appeared to be of normal width, while the nearside rear tyre was narrower than many motorcycles.

I bet his mother is proud to have brought such a refined gentleman into the world.

1 05 2011
Ash - Almighty Overlord Of Glassin' Carnts

…You’ve gotta be shitting me.

1 05 2011
Ash - Almighty Overlord Of Glassin' Carnts

Mick, I can’t say I’ve ever actually experienced parent violence as a junior coach. I’ve had to deal with some grade-A bogan dickheads who don’t understand why their kid isn’t ready to play in the NRL at age 13, or why their kid needs to actually exercise outside training as well if he wants to play, or why their kid can’t play with a bad injury…but there’s never been a bashing/glassing in my time on the sideline.

I’ve come close to getting nailed a few times though, but it’s easier when you build a rapport with the kids you’re coaching and explain it to them first to they understand.

29 04 2011
Edward

Thanks Urban. As always I watch with interest and reflect with appreciation.

30 04 2011
Ash - Almighty Overlord of Glassin' Carnts

Damn it, the one Friday I’m busy UR drops an episode that’s right up my street. Having coached junior footy for the past couple of years (in the Cronulla-Sutherland league, no less) I could write a book about frustrated bogan dads trying to live their fantasies through their kids.

2 05 2011
clipper

very good, urbanreverie – although ‘a weedy professional-looking father wearing spectacles and a tweed coat accompanied by a prim-and-proper wife and two toddlers’, as you describe, I just can’t imagine watching a league game!

2 05 2011
Bag O'Turnips

Beware, for they (of both ovoid ball codes) are the real footy monsters: they may be demure and deferential during the working week, but come game time for their team on the weekend, they use that time as a chance to vent some steam, in barracking for their team.

Not only that, but they too would have an encyclopaedic knowledge about all the team’s (and often the entire league’s) stats, making them the one to beat in the workplace footy tipping comp…I know, because I have a mate like that who’s a mad West Coke Eagles fan, who is otherwise a mild-mannered private school teacher.

Not hard to imagine the cricket nerd, with their trusty Wisden never too far away, fitting the familiar Camry driver stereotype, but they certainly do exist in AFL and NRL, the Footy Monster nerds. What they lack in physique, they make up in statistical analysis, strategy and understanding the rules of the game.

If you had, as a player, a hybrid between an archetypal boofhead thug and the unsung Footy Monster Nerd you’d get…hang on, we already had the likes of John Worsfold, who was a mild-mannered, slightly geeky pharmacist during the weekdays, but once he ran out onto the field, he had White Line Fever, where once within the boundary, would muscle in on and hip-and-shoulder opponents, also having the brains to plan well ahead in play when it came to disposals, which made him a dreaded opponent…Greg Williams was similar in that respect too: clever and creative player who was not above a bit of the ol’ biffo either.

2 05 2011
Ash - Almighty Overlord of Glassin' Carnts

BoT – Are you stalking me? Cause I think you just described yours truly there.

29 04 2011
Theo

Agreeing with most of what the authors write, I still wonder why they are so much obsessed with low interest rates, especially in historical aspect. Come on, it’s not the rates level alone that rules, but rates indebtness, and the latter being historically high (whatever are the reasons – yes, we are talking about bogans being mum and dad property investors, for one). That combination makes repayments historically high, whatever the rate is.

Precisely our point. Through no one’s fault but its own, the bogan finds itself confronted with conditions it finds intolerable (it can only afford one large television, despite living through the most ideal economic conditions in living memory. TBL

30 04 2011
Mick

It’s quite simple Theo.

The bogan is unable to see the negative in anything it does. Everything it does is positive. Do you think it would act like it does if it could see the negative aspects of its behavior? Or dress like it does? Anything it does? No, because if it did understand the negative, it wouldn’t be a bogan.

The same goes for it’s accounting system. Everything is a plus. the McMansion cost 600 gorillas so that is what they’re worth. The bogan will not or cannot fathom that they owe 590 big ones, and that they’re actually only worth ten grand. There is no negative side to the ledger for the bogan. Even when it realises that it can’t afford coronas this weekend and will have to slum it with local swill, it still thinks its rich.

Worrying about interest rates is for poor people struggling to pay off their mortgage. Not bogue with his $600k, built to be bulldozed in 40 years, McMansion. Because it’s rich. The size of the house proves it.

2 05 2011
martin

Did you see how much those f#ckers squealed when rates when up by .45% last year? Hockey got a lot of mileage out of it by pretending he was going to do something about it.

If rates go up by anything like they used to in the past, for instance a whole one percent, the bogan is fooked.

Although I don’t wholly agree with TBL that it is entirely the bogans’ fault. The bankers lent these half wit, mindlessly violent, self-aggrandising inbreds the money when they shouldn’t have. But it will bring me a strong sense of justice to see them fry, simply because I hate them and it will be nice to go back to a time when a ute is not a status symbol.

2 05 2011
barkeep @ the Ye Olde Glassing Barn

Surely you don’t mean them utes with them pretty colours and low profile rims?

2 05 2011
Bag O'Turnips

That’s why the Holden Ute One Tonner of the VY-VZ series (2002-2007) hadn’t made it to the VE range.

There simply wasn’t enough market for it to justify Holden spending precious dollars of GM’s money (they were the only profitable division of the entire global operations during the GFC; they and Opel are the only smart makes in their portfolio, though Cadillac, Escalade monster SUV notwithstanding, has vastly improved) to engineer a new cab-chassis design unique to this model (the others are all monocoque bodied), because the only people besides a few patriotic tradies who refuse to get a Japanese cab-chassis who’d be potential customers are OSBs, who are more interested in the original HQ-HZ and WB One Tonners and restoring or modifying them, and these don’t hold the cachet of those, and besides, the new ones would be too dear for them (these workhorses have some of the best retained values for any of the Commodore range).

2 05 2011
martin

Yeah I do mate aye. I believe they call them “maloos”.

Even utes that aren’t flash seem to be a bit of a status symbol and the occupant seems to exude a lot more pride than what is appropriate and with what is in line with their achievements and skill levels.

A lot of bogans say it’s just “sour grapes”. I say it’s because they’re an overpaid and overcompensated piece of shit.

I say that the left gets this wrong at times and siding with unions often results in handing bogans swathes of money that they simply do not deserve.

29 04 2011
chris - Bogan Whisperer to the Rich and Famous

Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey on Ch Nointy Noine… w00t!!

30 04 2011
Pandabater

Here in the Illawarra Ch 7 is Prime TV &
7 Mate is now known as Primate. 🙂

30 04 2011
chris - Bogan Whisperer to the Rich and Famous

Ahhh… 7mate. The best part is when the buildings fall down.

1 05 2011
chris - Bogan Whisperer to the Rich and Famous

Ghaaa! The new masthead…. My eyes! It burns us, precious… it burns!!

1 05 2011
Pandabater

The new masthead is cool, Is that KFC thing called Double Down? Should be called Double Over (Double Bypass, Double sized hospital bed).
Will we see the return of the recent comments list?

1 05 2011
urbanreverie

It’s called “Double Down” in the US and Canada. Here it’s just called “The Double”.

I will admit, with some remorse and embarrassment, that I tried it. A friend of mine dared me to. I’m not a KFC fan, but I just had to see what the fuss is all about.

I don’t understand how something with a gazillion calories and costs something like $8.25 can leave you feeling as hungry and unsatiated as you were before you ate it.

2 05 2011
Ash - Almighty Overlord Of Glassin' Carnts

Peer pressure is bad, UR. A couple of my mates tried to get me to have one. I refused – I got a Tower burger instead. If I’m gonna clog my arteries with KFC, I’m gonna clog them with something other than pure chicken.

1 05 2011
chris - Bogan Whisperer to the Rich and Famous
2 05 2011
p'bee

i just love that tbl is being used as a proper authority. you’re getting some power here, guys.

2 05 2011
Mick

Indeed. Perhaps the press could stop referring to TBL as ‘popular blog’ and change it to ‘ground-breaking, social research site’.

2 05 2011
Will S

Can we get a TBL about Karl Stefanovic?

2 05 2011
AFR

I was jsut about to suggest that. I had a mild dig at a couple of Karl’s fans on “The Punch” and got called a c**nt. http://www.thepunch.com.au/articles/karl-stefanovic-the-good-the-bad-and-the-logie/?from=scroller&pos=2&referrer=home&link=text

2 05 2011
barkeep @ the Ye Olde Glassing Barn

The Royal Wedding + The Logies in the same week…the bogan must have been in sensory overload.
I wonder what Dicky Wilkins was thinking….hmmm…

“hey i’m the real star of that show, it’s me that you love it’s me…well they obviously voted incorrectly”

2 05 2011
AFR

The Royal wedding poses a problem for thhe bogan – because surely they don’t live in the Real World?

2 05 2011
Pandabater

The Bogan is a sheep & follows the herd.
He also was hoping to get a little
honeymoon action himself as payment
for sitting through that 6 hours of crap.

2 05 2011
p'bee

but they’re celebrities, so they don’t need to live in the real world, they just need to be fawned over.

2 05 2011
p'bee

this combines so many bogan likes my head is spinning: there’s the royal wedding, photos of themselves, celebrities, being a vicarious celebrity, news limited, and facebook all in one –
http://www.news.com.au/entertainment/royal-wedding/yourself-as-the-princess-bride/story-fn885hn2-1226047612648

2 05 2011
Mick

Page three story of the Cairns Post. Of all of the things happening around the world, the biggest worry the bogan has is missing out on Funniest Home Videos.

http://www.cairns.com.au/article/2011/05/02/161681_local-news.html

2 05 2011
chris - Bogan Whisperer to the Rich and Famous

If I’d missed out on Dr Who I’d have been a bit stroppy as well >:-D

2 05 2011
barkeep @ the Ye Olde Glassing Barn

You don’t seem to understand. Someone got hit with a football in the groin and another person got that on camera. Why were we deprived of this?

Good to see no one missed the V8 supercars.

2 05 2011
Bag O'Turnips

Big story on Se7en (alleged) News was the fireball that engulfed a local V8 Supercar, with the victim of the accident a local walked away from it, albeit with some moderate burns. Opening story (I only knew this, as the other staff member on at work watches that bulletin).

Perth…a city that awaits a disaster to make it on the headlines!

2 05 2011
Bag O'Turnips

Oops, stoned again…some of my usually punctilious grammar had taken absence of leave briefly in my befuddled state: “…victim of the accident a local walked away from it”, should read “…victim of the accident, of whom is a local, having walked away from it”.

Chubbs would be proud.

2 05 2011
Simon - Glasser at Arms, Constant source of Randomness

That would be – leave of absence Bag’O. Best leave the psyconautics to the professionals!

6 05 2011
SN

..sociOlogical..

10 06 2011
ImSickOfSelfRighteousArseHoles

WTF? The bogan has travelled a bit these days? Yeah, in a drunken stupor – wearing his/her thongs and hawaian shirt. Three choices: (1) don’t comment on what is alien to you (eg fashion), (2) grow a brain, or (3) shut the f*ck up.

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