Tales of banal, domestic evil.

When Kath and Kim go bad… A story of psychological torture from the blandlands of Frankston. You think I’m joking? (Via Northcote Knob).

And a dose of pure, chilled Suburban Gothic from Creek Running North, via Electrolite (“Don’t skip the comments…”)

And if all THAT doesn’t scare you enough… Pauline Hanson’s about to start a singing career.

“I get some strange looks when I start singing in the car,” she said.

Yeah, I reckon she would.