H:
Paul smells. He changes his pant about every two days.
T: He
does wash, obviously- just not as often as we'd like.
H: He
loves it. He's always bleching.
J:
And farting.
R:
They all fart Thy go, "Shhhh, can you hear it?" And then...
H:They point their bum in your face!
T: I
have to say Jons least like that. He's very clean.
H: Oh
probably better than all of us, actually. He wears Asda Y-fronts.
Clean and white like a girl.
T:
Don't be nasty. (Pause). Does he really?
R: Oh
yeah- remember hotel corridor in Y-fronts?
J:
No, he was actually doing ballet down the hotel corridor. It was the
first time I met him and I thoughht he was a weirdo.
Mess...
H: Oh
my God! Paul is the messiest.
T:
Jon's alright. But pauls the messiest.
J:
No, no, no, Jon's messy aswell.
T: I
don't think he is.
R:
Not as messy as the others, but he is messy.
T:
Paul and Bradley though...
R:
Bradley's room in America was bad.
H: I
bet Paul said I was messy. Yeah? Cheeky git!
T:
(Conserned) You are quite messy. Did they say I was messy?
J:
(Proudley) Well I'm not messy.
Nudity...
H:
Jon's walked in on me in the bath.
R:
Oh, and me.
J:
And me.
H:
He's got a habit of doing that, hahaha!
J:
And there always showing the arses.
H: Oh
yeah, Bradley just walks round with his boxer shorts down!
R:
(Threateningly) He could walk by here right now.
T:
I've never seen anyones, like, tackle.
H:
No, Paul gets his willy out alot. He wrapped it round... Nah, I can't
tell you.
R: Go
on- hey disted the dirt on us!
H: He
wrapped it roung his wrist and used it as a watch! (Laughs) And then
he said, 'Hannah, ask me the time!'
Chat-Up
Lines...
T:
Bradley's go this book, 100 Chat-Up Lines, and he's done them
all!
J:
And they never work! One night he saw this girl he liked and we
persuaded him to go over. So he got this glasss and filled it with
ice. Then he walks over to this poor girl- she can only have been 14-
and threw the ice on the floor. Then he said, 'Now that I've broken
the ice, my names Bradley,' and she was just horrified. Really
scared! (They all laugh.)
Liking Them As
Friends...
R:
(Horrified). Why would we want to snog them?
H: It
would be like snogging your brother!
J:
For a start, they're to annoying.
T:
And there all to young for me. Even Paul.
J:
Don't get me wrong- there all lovely-looking blokes, but not my type.
T:
Yeah even if the futher of mankind depended on it, then 'Sorry,
world...'
The
Boys were asked about The Girls!!
Being In A
Minority...
P: I
suppose they've always got that extra bit of manpower, or womanpower
should I say.
J:
Yeah but it wouldn't matter how many we were. If there was, like,
four million boys and two girls, they'd still win all th
arguements.
B:
But they can't stop us doing boys' stuff, 'cos we'd go with out
them.
P:
Plus we could have them in a fight. (They all laugh).
J: I
dunno. Tina would put up some resistance.
B:
And Jo would put up a couple of punchs. She's scary.
J:
Rachel as well I recon.
P:
(Shaking his head) We'd still win.
Toilet
Trouble...
B:
They used to go to the toilet together all the time.
J:
They still do! Rachel won't go on her own cos she's afraid of locking
the door. (Shrugs). Don't ask me why.
P: I
think Hannah and Tina will o on their own.. But then Hannah's not
that girly really, except when it comes to being, well, I don't like
to use the word manipulative, but she...
J:
(Nodding)... get's her own way.
B: Oh
yeah- Hannah's definately the biggest flirt.
J: If
she likes someone, it doesn't matter where she is or who they are,
she'll just go for it.
Sport...
B:
They're all useless at sport.
J:
Anything o do with exercise and thy give up.
B:
They all kick th football like this. (Get's up, keeps leg
straight,throws it forwards awkwardly.)
P: Of
course Jo thinks she's brilliant.
J: Oh
God, Jo's like, 'I'm wicked at bowling. Totally wicked.' And then you
go bowling and she's rubbish! Darts. 'I'm wicked at darts.' Rubbish.
(Shakes head). It would be OK if she didn't always say, 'I'm wicked
at that, completely wicked.'
Excuses...
J:
Their favourite excuse is the time of the month.
P: I
hate that excuse.
J:
Yeah they have it every month- you'd think they'd be used o it by
now! (Much laughter).
B: I
on't mind, but they don't need to tell us all about it, all the
time...
J:
(Girly voice) 'Sorry, I'm coming on tomorrow!', 'I can't; I came on
last night!, 'I really, really moody at the moment 'cos I'm coming on
next Tuesday!'
P:
We've got the week before they come on, the week they're on, and the
week ater they're on. That only leaves one week. And theirs
four of them...
Liking Them As
Friends...
J:
After all that we've just slaged them off, you don't seriously think
we fancy any of them?
B:
Not any more, anyway...
P:
They're all beautiful girls, obviously, and hand on my heart I can
say I love them. (Pauses), well, maybe loves a bit strong...
