Notebook 009

Meet this fucked up little cast of people you can self-relate to, but only on a singular circumstance. Yes. Unlike the disappointment you felt when the skins series didn't match up to the advert these kids love to be the fecal smears on society and aren't going to embellish on their story to widen your eyes. If anything, you won't hear the half of it.

John; Nice enough lad when he wants to be, which is pretty much all the time because if you really knew what he'd been up to with your mother and sister you'd probably want to cave his face in. His ego and pride aren't overpowering his intelligence enough for him to risk A&E for a blow-job or quickie whilst you're in the shower. Not yet anyway.

Korova; A staple diet of ecstasy and kit-kats fuels this girls fuck so that it's enough to have your granddad dribbling like a horny terrier at a trouser convention. Not lip dribble, lipstick. She has a real heart of gold, but don't let that fool you into taking her home for tea. Not unless you want three courses of bed-breaking fucking polar opposite to the motto of her favourite snack of kit-kats.