Work! Consume! Die!

Brace yourself, Frankie’s back, and he’s more outspoken and brilliantly inappropriate than ever.
There are fears that this year could see the start of a double-dip recession, or worse still a double-dip-with-misery-sprinkles and f**k-where’s-my-job?-sauce. Why not chuckle into the howling void as taloned fingers reach up to consume you with Frankie Boyle’s new book, Work! Consume! Die!

In Work! Consume! Die! stand-up comedy's favourite pessimist, Frankie Boyle, offers his outrageous, laugh-out-loud, cynical rant on life as he knows it. He describes your reality as viewed through a bloodshot eye pressed against a shit-smeared telescope, focused on hell:

• ‘Charlie Sheen’s life consists of going on huge drug benders with groups of porn stars. If he straightened himself out he could have a really mediocre career as a bit-part Hollywood actor. Playing the role of Martin Sheen’s corpse. He’s crazy like a fox! And also actually crazy. What a tragic waste, not being Charlie Sheen is. How majestic it will be for him to die, possibly quite soon, knowing that when they make a movie of his life, it will be a porno.’

• ‘The X Factor will be allowed to show product placements. That’s powerful advertising. Last series I realised that looking at the judges alone had made me subconsciously buy a gnome, a scrag-end of mutton, a vacuous mannequin and a suspected gay.’

• ‘The Taliban are running out of bullets. Operation ‘Get our troops to absorb them with their bodies’ is finally paying off. The Taliban are finding it impossible to get hold of essential supplies – at last we’re fighting on equal terms. But let’s not get complacent. Just because they’re running out of bullets we mustn’t assume our boys won’t get shot. Remember, the US troops have still got plenty.’

A no-holds-barred tour de force of comic writing, Work! Consume! Die! is Frankie Boyle at his brutal, taboo-busting best. This is nothing more or less than the clanging call to arms of a dying mechanical God.

“Reviews of My Shit Life So Far: If you are suffocating in cosy Christmas cheer, this abrasively cynical, relentlessly misanthropic book might feel like a welcome faceful of ice-cold water straight out of the Clyde. " The Sunday Times Quite triumphantly, this is the most abusive, obscene, insulting memoir yet published Many, many funny lines here. A difficult book to read sedately in public. " The Evening Standard He has a shocking, acid-tongued wit and his sharp observations make this one of the funniest autobiographies I "ve read. " The Sun an original mix of confession and stand-up monologue it "s rather gratifying that it "s outselling most of the books by more famous figures. " The Guardian a refreshing antidote to the usual feelgood books by TV stars. " The Independent My Shit Life So Far, showcases that cruel and unusual comedy that's become Frankie "s trademark, and should probably be enjoyed far away from hot liquids bizarre, intelligent and abusively hilarious. " **** The List frequently funny. " Heat biting wit. " Independent on Sunday Fans of Boyle's dark style will hope this book provides laughs-a-plenty and an antidote to the play-it-safe, sickly sweet autobiographies of other so-called celebrities. They will not be disappointed. " Dave TV Only read this book in public if you have no qualms about blowing coffee through your nose in spurts of guilty laughter Punchier than a cage fighter, with more disclosures than an episode of Parky Addictive and expertly brutal. " Hotline”

‘It’s impossible to imagine any of the glut of festive titles packing in quite so many gags as this… better than the mix of memoir and stand-up of his debut, My Shit Life So Far.’
Chortle

‘Caustic and clever…delightfully uncontained – there are no areas into which he will not travel’ The Herald

‘Utterly hilarious and ferociously intelligent…he has launched a one man Jihad against apathy and indifference and in the process has managed to outshine most of what is published today.’ Entertainment.ie

Francis Martin Patrick 'Frankie' Boyle was born in Glasgow in 1972. He first hit comedy notoriety when he won the Daily Telegraph Open Mic award in 1996 and he has since released two bestselling stand-up DVDs and performed to thousands of fans in two sell-out national tours.Frankie became a household name on BBC 2's Mock the Week before he went solo with his own Channel 4 TV show Tramadol Nights. His cruel but perfectly constructed gags on politicians, celebrities and society as a whole have cemented his name in the world of comedy.

Brace yourself, Frankie's back, and he's more outspoken and brilliantly inappropriate than ever. There are fears that this year could see the start of a double-dip recession, or worse still a double-dip-with-misery-sprinkles and f**k-where's-my-job?-sauce. Why not chuckle into the howling void as taloned fingers reach up to consume you with Frankie Boyle's new book, Work! Consume! Die! In Work! Consume! Die! stand-up comedy's favourite pessimist, Frankie Boyle, offers his outrageous, laugh-out-loud, cynical rant on life as he knows it. He describes your reality as viewed through a bloodshot eye pressed against a shit-smeared telescope, focused on hell: 'Charlie Sheen's life consists of going on huge drug benders with groups of porn stars. If he straightened himself out he could have a really mediocre career as a bit-part Hollywood actor. Playing the role of Martin Sheen's corpse. He's crazy like a fox! And also actually crazy. What a tragic waste, not being Charlie Sheen is. How majestic it will be for him to die, possibly quite soon, knowing that when they make a movie of his life, it will be a porno.' 'The X Factor will be allowed to show product placements. That's powerful advertising. Last series I realised that looking at the judges alone had made me subconsciously buy a gnome, a scrag-end of mutton, a vacuous mannequin and a suspected gay.' 'The Taliban are running out of bullets. Operation 'Get our troops to absorb them with their bodies' is finally paying off. The Taliban are finding it impossible to get hold of essential supplies - at last we're fighting on equal terms. But let's not get complacent. Just because they're running out of bullets we mustn't assume our boys won't get shot. Remember, the US troops have still got plenty.' A no-holds-barred tour de force of comic writing, Work! Consume! Die! is Frankie Boyle at his brutal, taboo-busting best. This is nothing more or less than the clanging call to arms of a dying mechanical God.

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