Review
'It provides fascinating insights into the mind of O'Carroll-Kelly, a quintessential, Heino-drinking, Dublin 4 rugby jock.' -- The Irish Times The Irish Times 'One of the funniest books (and I do not say this lightly) that has crossed my path in a long, long time.' -- The Sunday Tribune The Sunday Tribune 'This is quite simply one of the most hilarious books you're ever likely to read.' -- Insight 'represents a regrettable art of Irish culture (the Heino drinking, D4, rugby-playing sect) in all its idiotic, materialistic ignominy. A focking laugh, roysh.' -- Evening Herald Evening Herald
Product Description
So there I was, roysh, enjoying college life, college birds and, like, a major amount of socializing. Then, roysh, the old pair decide to mess everything up for me. And we're talking totally here. Don't ask me what they were thinking. I hadn't, like, changed or treated them any differently, but the next thing I know, roysh, I'm out on the streets. Another focking day in paradise for me! If it hadn't been for Oisinn's apartment in Killiney, the old man paying for my Golf GTI, JP's old man's job offer and all the goys wanting to buy me drink, it would have been, like, a complete mare. Totally. But naturally, roysh, you can never be sure what life plans to do to you next. At least, it came as a complete focking surprise to me! The life and times of Ross O'Carroll-Kelly, the cult hero with a weekly column in "The Sunday Tribune".
