the outer west

i had to go to penrith yesterday. penrith is the one place in sydney that i, as a past and soon to be resident of the great city of campbelltown, can turn my nose up at for being even more bogan and full of inbreds, povs and assorted criminals than c-town.

some of the things i saw included:

-a girl with no legs pushing herself through the westfield car park on a skateboard.

-a white kid in some ricemobile [which was painted weezer's blue album blue] pumping dance classic here's johnny at the lights. welcome to 1995 penriff.

-a bumper sticker on the back of a station wagon that read "a bad day at the dog show is better than a good day at work."

in conclusion, penrith was hot, freaky, and so far away from summer bay that i had to stop revive survive at the maccas on the m4 on the way back to civilisation.