One weekday evening a few years ago, I rented the first series of The Inbetweeners from my local video shop. I had to be up early for work the next day so I was only planning to watch an episode or two to see what the fuss was about. I ended up staying up until the early hours of the morning and watching all six episodes in a row.
Sort of a cross between The Peep Show and American Pie, The Inbetweeners is without a doubt one of the funniest TV shows out at the moment. The show centres around four teenage boys who are no longer children but not quite adults (in other words "inbetween"). Like anyone else their age, they spend their days unsuccessfully chasing girls, trying to get into house parties/nightclubs, fretting about exams and trying to get served at the off licence/local pub. Although it's not quite as realistic as a fly-on-the-wall documentary, many of the things that pre-occupy Will, Simon, Neil and Jay, pre-occupy any lad who has ever been 16, 17, 18 or 19 years old. But not only does the show have it's finger on the pulse of Britain's youth, it also makes you laugh in every way possible. There's big belly laughs that cause tears to stream down your face and your ribs to ache ("Feisty one, you are!"); there's laughs that stay with you and still manage to crack you up months later when you remember them ("Bus w**kers!"); and there are laughs to be had over and over when you quote them to your mates ("Ooo, fwend!").