12 August 2017
Binge drinking is to Brits as fat people are to America.
As I lay here half-dead on my sofa after a heavy night on it I can't help but wonder why we binge like we do.
I blame it on the stiff British upper lip.
We go through the whole week suppressing each and every emotion (besides anger). We frown upon being vulnerable, and we covet reserved personalities.
It isn't natural. That's why we scrape through to Friday night when we can stick 7,279 units of alcohol in us and let it all out like a Mentos in a Coke bottle.
Anyway, back to work tomorrow. Already looking forward to next weekend.