The Young Ones (TV series)

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Prorick Listen kids
Bomb-laying master of oblivion Rick here! You know how much I love to dig the kids and the scene, righty?
So love this article like the free-thinking, clean-bottom anarchists that you are. Don't be a fascist Thatcher on Rick, k kids?!

'Vyv, Vyv – er, can you, like, actually kill yourself with laxative pills?' 'I don't know Neil, but I'm going to stay and find out.'

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“Don't get uncool and heavy on me now.”
~ Neil on Bad Vibes
“No, no, he spells it with a silent P.”
~ Everyone on the spelling of (P)Rick's name
“What is this crap???”
~ An American watching the Series

The Young Ones was a funny TV series in the 80's that, thankfully, only lasted 12 episodes. Each episode contained pretty much the same basic plot scenarios:

  • Neil's possessions would get destroyed.
  • Vyvian would destroy the entire house.
  • Mike would attempt to lay any girl but always end up with the inflatable lovedoll.
  • Rick would read some ungodly abysmal poetry, usually about Cliff Richard.

Worse than that, because it was in the height of the Alternative Comedy scene the audience - probably high on Nitrous Oxide - always laughed hysterically whenever the words "poo", "bum", "nob", "wibbly bits" or "Thatcher" were shouted. To round off the show, like the tapered end of a fresh turd (metaphor), Alexi Sayle would bumble on under the guise of any one member of the un-naturally populated Balovski family and do an embarrassing stand-up routine.

edit The Characters (As described by themselves)









Neil Pye - Like, heavy man. I'm meant to be, right, the new-age guy who dreams of flowers and peace and pot, but, and get this, right, the guys keep laying, right, these big, like, bad vibe trips on me, man. It's a major bummer, man, like, having to do all the housework, cooking and cleaning but, like, if I don't do it, right, Vyv, man, is going to set my bedroom on fire. And that's, like, totally uncool.

Rick - Gor blummy likes a blumdo! Rick here speaking to all you fascist Thatherites! I am sex! People want me and they're prepared to pay for it! I'm too pretty for prison as I'd get raped and am a free-thinking, bottom-winded anarchist from the planet Bigbollocks at the gates of hell to the fires of oblivion. And I haven't even paid my fare! I'm sure you've all heard of my great poetry about Cliff Richard and Felicity Kendal!

Vyvyan Basterd - Ha, ha, Rick's a virgin!

Rick - I AM NOT A VIRGIN!!! If I was then how would I know what a girlie's bottom looks like, eh!? Answer me that!

Vyvyan Basterd - By looking in the mirror!

Mike Thecoolperson - Alright, easy guys, easy. Mike Thecoolperson here, ladies, hoping to meet some of you lovely females here in Uncyclopedia land. Just remember, baby, my phone number is my size in inches!

Vyvyan Basterd - I'm completely bloody sick of this!

Neil Pye - Oh no, our Uncyclopedia article is having a row!

Vyvyan Basterd - Shut it, hippy!


Neil Pye - Oww, oh wow, I can't, like, see now, man. So unfashionably uncool!!!

Mike Thecoolperson - Okay guys, I think we're overplaying the descriptive side of our natures. There's a party in the square and the vicar isn't invited, so let's settle ourselves down like the flannels I didn't buy in Tesco's.

Rick - Erm... What was that, Mike?

Vyvyan Basterd - Look, mateys, Vyv here. Doctor in the making! If you don't believe me I'll show you my scalpel physically. Down your face. Then run you down in my Ford Anglia! That's all you need to know about me, and all you need to know about Rick is that he's a virgin!


Talentless Balovzsky - Hey guys! Listen to me and my 10 minute monologue about Dr. Marten boots and the trouble I have looking like Mousolini!

Rik, Neil, Mike and Vyv - Oh no!!!

edit Episodes

Below is a selection of episodes that were broadcast along with a brief synopsis of the content.

Demolition - Vyvyan is let loose under the foundations and finds a rogue stick of dynamite left over from WWII. Rick attempts to read a poem he's written about the futility of war, especially if you were German, at which point Vyv sticks the dynamite up Rick. Mike tries to calm things down when Tragedy Balowvsky makes an appearence, causing mass comas.

Charming - Rick goes on the charm offensive, serenading a multitude of females with poetry about war, Cliff and the little bits of fluff you find in your pockets after you've washed them. 3 weeks later, after his testicles finally re-descended, Rick changes tact. Meanwhile, Neil writes a song that becomes a world-wide smash forcing Vyv to make him eat furniture, hamster poo and Reginald Balowvisvsky who had dropped in unannounced to try and be funny about cactus plants and verrucas. Mike stayed locked up in a cupboard as the writers couldn't think of anything funny to do with him.

Mother - Mike starts seeing Rick's mother causing Rick to become the first emo in history, writing poetry to reflect his inner angst (this is where the whole notion of emo poetry originated from, which explains why emo poetry is such utter, utter shite). Vyvyan films everything that goes on in Mike's bedroom and plans to post it on the Internet until he discovers that Rick never had a mother and was created by biological experiments in Iraq. Things aren't helped when Todidally Balowisifisky turns up and whitters on unrelentlessly about condom flavours and why he doesn't have any hair.

Bad Day - Oh no, man! Neil's in a depression and it, like, brings the whole house down. As a result, Neil successfully kills himself just as Portly Balowisvssky smashes through the windows making random stupid noises. Paramedics arrive and take Balowski to a psychriatric hospital, where he overcomes his mental illness, realises his real name is Alexi Sayle and leaves comedy to work in the construction industry. As the writers have run out of witty ideas to kill off their characters, mass suicide follows, but only after a guest appearence from the band 'The Wristslashers'.

371602467l4ki Rick's a Virgin!
I'm completely bloody sick of this, I'm off to stuff loads and loads of paper down the toilet!

I often wondered who did that.

edit Examples of Rick's Poetry

Prince Charming,
You wear the balming,
Lotion of the calming,
Of the skin disorder.
But it isn't what you ought to,
Suffer with,
If you only listened to Cliff,
Isn't that what society is, fascists?!"

Rock and roll, baby

Doesn't make me say maybe
About the threat of nuclear war,
But that isn't a bore
To the likes of me.
And you.
What can we do?"

Oh Cliff, Cliff!

Have you ever wondered If
You were but a whiff
Of female, then I may, Cliff
Experience the Devil Woman.

Felicity Kendall

Oh, Felicity, Felicity

You fill me with electricity
But that does not mean you are shocking
Oh, no, you are nice
Like Sugar and Spice
Like a proper girly ought to be
(Even though I am sure you have radical views
On the subject of equal opportunities)
Your Second name is Kendall
Which if you jumble up all the letters
And take some away
And Add some others
Makes "I love you"
I adored you as the star of TV's "The Good Life"
And I'm not being sexist but I think you'd make a 'good wife'
How about it, Filly?

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