Clumsy slang and fake angst are what Some Girls Do (do what?) by Teresa McWhirter (Polestar) is all about. While I enjoyed the buoyant conversational style and unconventional characters, I hated McWhirter’s self-conscious portrayal of the subculture of hip young drunks and stoners in Victoria. A dozen flamboyant characters populate this novel, which presents an alternative community of weirdos rarely depicted in fiction. They are screwed up beyond belief, and after a while I got tired of their clubs and booze and weed. Maybe the reader is supposed to impressed by the coolness of these crazy kids with names like Blue and Carrotgirl, but in my view the author is just trying too hard.