when summer goes to utter shit, and you've got no clue what to do or why you're trying to have some form of intercourse with your ex (seriously stop fucking them, you're exes for a reason, dumbass) you can always turn to local nutcase crew: John, Mitch, cait, and steph. this bunch of badasses follow a strict set of rules, rule one: have as much fun as you bloody can when the apocalypse rolls around. Rule 2: umm, there is no rule two. and guess what? the apocalypse rolled around. Very very explicit, fair bit of sex. More swearing than the entire Dr dre discography. THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE. Though there are some scenes.
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