Fat Slags charts the rise and fall of our eponymous heroines, who are unrepentantly vulgar and crass. Leaving their hometown of Fulchester i...更多>
Sandra: [Pulls out a cigerette] All right, Trace? Tracey: No. I hear this welding is bad for your health! Sandra:
Bill, bill, bill, bill... I don't know why this bloke keeps writing to me! Tracey: Who? Sandra: Bill. There's no way I'm meeting him: Strangeways. Tracey: I could do with a snack, chips with curry sauce Sandra: I fancy a bag o' crisps! Tracey: Ooh, what flavour? Sandra: Prawn cocktail? Tracey: Ooh, you posh git!