This Champagne Mojito is the Last Thing I Own
| By: | Ross O'Carroll-Kelly |
| Publisher: | Penguin Books Ltd |
| Published: | September 2007 |
| Pages: | 368 |
| Categories: | Fiction |
| Language: | English |
| Available as: | Paperback |
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Well let's just say if I had gone to Blackrock Morket, roysh, and paid some crusty old crone to tell my future, and she told me all this, I would have said, 'Sorry, witch features, but what the fock are you banging on about. I'm Ross O'Carroll-Kelly. I am the man, and I always will be. Roysh!' I would have been wrong, dude. We don't think we can improve on the author's own summary of his book: I am many things, roysh -- unbelievable babe magnet, red-hot lover, loyal kind of goy, best forward who never played for Ireland -- but there's a few things I was basically sure I'd never be, related to a jailbird for storters, or listening to the old dear getting randier than a goat in heat, or even a father, for that matter. It's funny how life decides to throw you a total hospital pass every now and then. Really, like, hilarious. One minute you're the man, a ledge in his own town, every bird in sniffing distance wanting a piece of the action, and the next ...Well let's just say if I had gone to Blackrock Morket, roysh, and paid some crusty old crone to tell my future, and she told me all this, I would have said, 'Sorry, witch features, but what the fock are you banging on about. I'm Ross O'Carroll-Kelly. I am the man, and I always will be. Roysh!' I would have been wrong, dude. And we are talking totally here. 'Hilarious and acerbic -- ripe and outrageous material' IRISH TIMES 'Un-focking-missable' IN DUBLIN 'Quite simply, the sharpest writer of fiction in Ireland today' Irish Mail on Sunday Ross O'Carroll-Kelly is the victim of a home-wrecker, roysh -- a victim. The price of having a face and a body like his can be pretty damn high, roysh, so a goy like Ross has to be prepared to pay up every now and then.