Wanky Plates #7

Okay, this guy is a double douchebag.

Firstly because he has a wanky plate that I assume is making a joke about playing tag or some similarly childish game.

And secondly because it should be "you're", as in "you are".

Knob.

Wanky Plates #6

Poop jokes are always funny. Turns out that poop wanky plates are too!

Wanky Plates #5

The lady that drives this car owns a fish & chip shop in Townsville. Her husband's licence plate is "FISHN". Ah, complementary wanky plates!

Wanky Plates #4

Oh, is that a Peugot? I couldn't tell from the car's badging, so thank you for clearing that up!

Credit where credit is due

I would like to interrupt the hilarious Wanky Plates series to let you know that these are not all my doing. A lot of these photos were taken by my friend Bongos.

When he found out about my interest in Wanky Plates he started taking photos of any that he came across and texting them through to me.

With his non-office-based job, dedication to the cause, and steady hand, a lot of the photos that I post are from Bongos. So snaps for him!

Wanky Plates #3

Honestly, if your name was "Virgil" would you publically advertise it on your car? Isn't that just asking to be side swiped?

Wanky Plates #2

Before I even saw the wanky plate I knew that the owner of this ute was called Bruce...

Wanky Plates

So, this is the start of a series of blog entries called "Wanky Plates". I think it's pretty self explanatory...



Wizza, you are a wanker.

Hello, welcome back, hi

So, quick update on things – I’ve got a job with another Government Agency (henceforth referred to as Brisbane Government Agency), I have moved back into my apartment in Brisbane , and I’ve lost 8kg since leaving London .

Okay, now we’re all on the same page.

So over to some random thoughts...

There is a girl at work that is absolutely lovely, but wears her sunglasses as a headband all day long. Is that appropriate for the office?

For the last time people, tights are not pants

I catch the bus to work. I used to eschew public transport in Brisbane, laughing at people on buses, and frequently abusing those blerrie bus drivers that just pull out in front of you. Now I am the unofficial spokesperson for “Buses are cool”. Email me if you want a slogan badge.

I met a guy the other day who pronounced the word tooth as “toof”. I thought it was only the British who spoke like that.

Is it okay to wear leopard print flats to the office? On the fourth day of working there?

I keep forgetting to stand to the left on escalators, to the point where I am annoying myself

Forget Chicago, Brisbane is the windy city - a fact that the man walking behind me today when my skirt whipped up will attest to

My name is Mumble Pants and I have an addiction to soda water

More regular posts will follow, I promise. Including a new weekly special - wanky personalised plates!