As a random, lurking snarkling, I thought you might be interested in this news article.
Frankly, I think I'd have to gouge my eyes out if books came written like that.
Much love and many gin pails,
You're going to need Killer Yapp for your seeing eye dog soon. Take a look (while you can) at Londonstani.
Here are the first six lines straight from the book:
---Serve him right he got his muthafuckin face fuck'd , shudn't b callin me a Paki, innit.
After spittin his words out Hardjit stopped for a second, like he expected us to write em down or someshit. Then he sticks in an exclamation mark by kickin the white kid in the face again. --Shudn't b callin us Pakis, innit, u dirrty gora.