Brendan O'Carroll: How's Your Jolly Roger?
Dec 01 1995
•1h 26m
•Comedy
Recorded Live at the Everyman Palace Theatre, Cork In the "Real" Capital of Ireland, Cork City, Brendan O'Carroll takes the Southern Audience on a riotous trip through Irish life. Also featuring the debut performance on DVD of Brendan's most loved character "Rocky Brennan"
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Brendan O'Carroll
Self
David Lang
Conor Brett
John Keegan
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