The well-heeled residents of Kew, a plush Melbourne suburb, just aren't trying. By all means get cranky at proposed traffic modifications. But missing such a golden opportunity, word-play wise, is frightfully poor form.
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Ah, Far Kew. One of my favourite gags, Tony. That and calling Werribee Shit Creek.
Posted by: The Hack | 17 October 2005 at 11:46
New queues screw Kew! Who knew?
Posted by: carneagles | 17 October 2005 at 12:23
The only Melbourne suburb with a better name than Kew is Pakenham Upper.
Posted by: jair | 17 October 2005 at 13:28
It's true. You'll be cursing those nightmare queues when buying your plush jams in Kew.
Posted by: boynton | 17 October 2005 at 16:58
Nothing but the classics here at the AGB.
PS: I've no idea what the supposed changes are. It could end up there are no snarls, jams or queues. Kewless, in fact.
Posted by: Tony.T | 17 October 2005 at 17:31
Classics, bloody classics!!!!!
Posted by: Vaughny | 18 October 2005 at 02:43
that's so frightfully Kew...
Posted by: Rachy | 18 October 2005 at 02:44
I just Kew you were gonna say that
Posted by: Vaughny | 18 October 2005 at 05:15
Don't play Kewt with me.
Posted by: The Hack | 18 October 2005 at 07:06
J'Akews, youse all.
Posted by: Tony.T | 18 October 2005 at 08:22
I find the whole thing very unkewth.
Posted by: Wicking | 18 October 2005 at 13:27
You do? Thankew.
Posted by: Tony.T | 18 October 2005 at 13:41
There was a young lady from Kew
Who filled her vagina with glue
She said with a grin, if they pay to get in
They can pay to get out again to!
Posted by: SteveP | 20 October 2005 at 22:44