When I first started going out to the pubs in late 1996 nobody was drinking 'binge', but, now everyone's at it.
Statistically at least 45%* of you will end up getting stabbicised, happy slapped, impregnated by an acne ridden giro magnet or waking up in an ice filled bathtub in a stranger's house with a bloody wound where your kidney used to be.
So, my question to you is, will you be adhering to the government's advice and cosying up with your nearest and dearest whilst watching the veritable feast of family fun that ITV have laid on for you.....or, will you be out on the streets supping the devil's brew?
*Statistical probability may rise the closer to New Cross/Glasgow/The North(yes, all of it) or Plymouth's glamorous Union Street you live.
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