Triga Films presents Brass Fucking Monkeys, a rough/raw unflinching look at council estate life in broken London. After lugging twelve cans of Carling round from the shop in his ex-bird's buggy, Postie Aaron catches up with present fuck Ben for a bit of the old "how's your father?" The two lads fuckin' love nothing more than a right good filthy hard raw shag whilst downing lagers and then each other's council-raised baby-making milk.

It's been months since the estate agent was called to fix the old broken boiler in Postie Aaron's flat and the can't be arsed lazy cunt calls round to take a look right in the middle of a hard fuck session. Postie Aaron's in no mood for the cunt's attitude and decides that if he ain't gonna fix it, he's gonna get two hot as fuck raw thermometers stuck right up where the sun don't shine.