A GROUP OF BRAINDEAD YOUTHS ARE STANDING ON A STREET CORNER LISTENING TO SO CALLED MUSIC ON THEIR IPOD'S AND MOBILE PHONES, THEIR BLING IS GLISTENING UNDER THE STREET LIGHTS, BOUGHT BY THEIR PARENTS FROM BID UP TV. A CAR GOES BY DRIVEN BY YET ANOTHER ZOMBIE, WINDOWS DOWN, MUSIC BELTING OUT, STREET LIGHTS SHAKING AS HE DRIVES BY DUE TO THE BASS BIN IN THE BOOT THAT WOULD FIT INTO A SMALL VAN.
YOUTH 1: Yeah man! Cool tunes innit?
YOUTH 2: Wack it up man!
ZOMBIE BOY DRIVES ROUND THE BLOCK AND RETURNS TO THE CROWD OF YOUTHS DEMANDING MORE VOLUME.
YOUTH 1: Wicked man! Wicked!
YOUTH 2: This is well bad!
AS ZOMBIE BOY DRIVES OFF ONCE MORE, A FIAT PANDA IS COMING DOWN THE STREET, IT IS BEING DRIVEN BY A VICAR, HE HAS THE WINDOW DOWN, THE VICAR IS LISTENING TO HIS FAVOURITE HYMN, ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDERS.
YOUTH 1: What is that man?
YOUTH 2: That is well old man!
YOUTH 1: Turn it down! Show some respec!