fuck here I go again. whats there to say about kitchen irish that hasnt already been said? well for a start there is not one fucking kitchen in this thing so thats alot of bollocks it does how ever have irish people which arnt as funny as falty towers or father ted has led me to believe (lying bastards) but in this book you are dealing with the northern irish specifacally the IRA so there is no crack to be seen not even a builders bum, infact these fuckers are down right viscous. so these 4 fuckers all have a code for a safe when some old bastard dies and they try and kill each other to get it, unfortunatly they blow up a pub that the punisher was having a slash in it ends up a race against time to see if frank can kill them before they kill each other (bunch of cunts).
Its full of the violence and is more gritty than a football pitch that I was forced to play on growing up you know those shite ones that where full of gravel that when you fell on it hurts like fuck because some stupid bastard at the council thought it be an excellent idea for kids to play on a a giant patch of gravel. SEROUSLY YOU ARE AN ARSEHOLE fucking thing hurt. Anyway I'm getting side track go read kitche irish its awesome
4 bottles of Blue WKD out of 5
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