Spoilers ahead If only Jay could catch a break and have a bisexual page 3 model fall into his lap, but for now he’ll have to make do with his sex- and drug-fuelled fantasy life. Simon, however, literally does fall into the lap of his new love, the cooler than him Tara, whom he tries to impress by telling her about the time he saw Take That with his mum. In his eagerness to prove to her how cool he is, he claims he can bring along some puff to a gig that Friday night. Will, however, doesn’t approve of all this drugs nonsense and, ironically, gets on his high horse bellowing his disapproval. In the Bristol-dwelling Skins, a joint being smoked is signified by the camera going into soft focus while ‘Chill Out club hits 2003’ plays, with plenty of long lingering shots of a lit roll-up that turn it into a perverse twist on a Marks & Spencer’s food ad. In the suburbs of Inbetweeners, it just makes Will get up on a stage and recite beat poetry. Throughout this episode, there are some great little moments: Tara talking to Simon, who sits agape unable to believe his luck, Jay, as the most pathetic buyer of weed ever, and Neil enjoying his heady mixture of Ribena, red wine, cough mixture and sleeping pills. When Simon finally manages to hit it off with Tara, you’ll be curled up in revulsion as well as letting go of perhaps your biggest belly laugh of all night. Again, the Inbetweeners manages to show, even with the lashings of gross-out humour, why it’s one of the best sitcoms currently on TV. There are some great character scenes and the final act descends into the usual quiet chaos you’ve come to expect. Like a big dose of the munchies, this episode will have you craving more. Read our review of the third season opener, The Fashion Show, here.
