Outside Mr Bob’s Sports Bar (pictured)
One way to match the outside with the inside is to vomit both outside and inside. Even if inside already looks like it.
Fuck them. Call it Metro all you want dickheads. It’s Puggs.
Rossie Park Rotunda
If it smells like vom, and looks like vom, it is probably lying in the middle of the rotunda, sleeping.
Got to feed those ducks somehow.
You don’t plan it sometimes, but that hamster wheel after six Cock Sucking Cowboys and a Jager shot at the Camp means, well, Newton’s First Law.
Micky Mouse Hill
What did you just do, or rather, who did you just do?
Strath Hill Car Park
None will see you there. Ever.
Central Deborah Goldmine
Add carrots to the chunks of gold.
Bush Pig Inn
Fuck it nobody will care. It’s called the Bush Pig. Vomit in your own shoe and wear it. Standards aren’t really a thing.
You’re on the way to Heathcote. You know you need to spew.
Epsom Sports Grounds
It’ll takes weeks for anybody to find it or you.
La Trobe Visual Art Galley, View St
Put $5,000 on it. You could make a quid. Swanky.
Put $5 on it. You could get a pot. Likely.
No one will notice.
They think McDonald’s is a restaurant. Charge $15 and call it fine dining.