Sunday, 9 January 2005

The joys of St. Kilda

What a suburb. Sometime between yesterday afternoon and 2pm today somebody actually took the time to egg my car. And just then somebody lobbed a glass bottle out of a moving car into the street.

It’s hardly surprising. You could murder somebody in cold-blood in the middle of the street here and the cops would be too busy administering a faulty drug test to an 87-year-old woman who they caught doing 71 in a 70 zone to do anything about it.

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