That boy is now a man, physically, not so much mentally… Anyway, this tale begins some 16 years ago when 3 bright lads decided to raid one of their parents liquor cabinets. One of those little bastards just happened to be me.

And by “diet” I dont mean some fad diet where you only drink horse piss for 3 days straight followed by 2 weeks of eating 4 almonds every 6 hours. I mean eating balanced, nutritious meals. Just preparing the ingredients is enough to make you want to slit your wrists… then you have to cook it and make the time to eat the 5-6 smaller meals a day.

I was 13 or 14 years old, stood about 4’ 9”, with a 90-pound frame. Give me a break, I hit puberty late… I soon realized my friend alcohol and I had the perfect relationship. I’d drink alcohol, and alcohol would get me drunk. That is of course until the evening that we met our arch nemeses… Blackout & Hangover.