When Willy and Justin don’t fancy chatting up the chavs on the local council estate, which isn’t exactly hard, they simply revert to the most basic form of bait. They drive very slowly through the estate with an opened bottle of Lambrini wine hanging out the window on a stick as though they were trying to make a donkey move a little faster by dangling a carrot in front of its nose. Before long they see the chavettes start to come out of their flats and out of alleys, putting out their cigarettes and pulling up their tracksuit bottoms. They follow the Lambrini like it’s the pied fucking piper of Hamelin!
It doesn’t take long for Willy and Justin to decide which one they want, so they reel in the Lambrini amidst all the shouting from the chavettes and toss the bottle to the one they want. Then they open the door and let them in. This chavette is the last one they caught and it took them a while to actually get the bottle back from her.
