Man watching Hootenanny alone starts wanking to see if it's possible to sink lower

A MAN who is home alone watching Jools Holland’s Hootenanny on New Year’s Eve has begun masturbating as a challenge to himself to sink even lower. 

Nathan Muir of Nuneaton has no invites from family, no friends answering the phone and was banned from his local pub after what he did on Christmas Day, but after a quick fumble in his trousers believes he is yet to reach rock bottom.

He said: “Who’s on it? Lulu? Well, if she’s good enough for David Bowie.

“It’s been a shit of a year. Lost my job, lost about six subsequent jobs, lost contact with the kids – not through court or anything, I just haven’t bothered to call – and lost my Income Support on the £20 roulette machine. Plus these haemorrhoids haven’t cleared up.

“My best mate’s not been round since the incident where I stole and crashed his van. The library won’t let me in so I’ve not looked at porn since June. I might as well steer into this.

“Of course, Lulu won’t be on at midnight. I’ll be ejaculating all over my fat gut to the sound of the pipes and drums of the 1st Battalion Scots Guards playing Auld Lang Syne, so there’s irony at my personal nadir.

“And after that? 2026 will be all uphill for me. It has to be.”

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How to stop yourself sobering up between Christmas Day and New Year's Eve

THERE’S a whole week between the year’s two biggest piss-ups. If you want to keep the party going while you wait, stay half-cut with this guide: 

Establish a support network

It’s unreasonable to expect you to do this by yourself. If you want to stay shitfaced for six days straight, you’re going to need a network of close friends and relatives to supportively place another drink into your trembling hands. Don’t feel like a burden though – you’ll be repaying the favour by grabbing them a bottle whenever you stumble uncertainly to the fridge.

Indulge your triggers

People trying to achieve a life of sobriety avoid anything that will set off their vice. Since you’re taking the opposite approach, constantly expose yourself to temptation. Anything from lingering in the cheerful atmosphere of a pub to putting yourself in stressful situations where you desperately need alcohol to calm your nerves will work. Perhaps visit the roughest local hostelry wearing a ‘MORE IMMIGRATION NOW!’ T-shirt? As long as you struggle to form barely coherent sentences, you’re doing it right.

Pace yourself

This is a marathon, not a sprint. You’re trying to find the sweet spot where you’re more than tipsy but not quite paralytic. Going too soft will bring the crushing mundanity of the festive dead zone into harsh relief, whereas drinking too much could send you spiralling into an ill-timed hangover on New Year’s Eve. Don’t waste all of December 31st hunched miserably over a toilet puking your guts up. That’s what January 1st is for.

Eat the bare minimum

Seasoned pissheads already know that eating’s cheating, but it’s especially important to remember this disclaimer at Christmas. With so many slices of cured meat and Pringles tubes to hand, it’s all too easy to inadvertently graze your way to clearheadedness. If you must eat more than the bare minimum needed to keep you alive, opt for chocolate liqueurs to keep your blood alcohol level up.

Ignore your limits

Over the course of the week your body is going to try to tell you to stop knocking back booze and drink a healthy glass of water instead. At times like these you’ll need to tap reserves of physical and mental determination. By ignoring the limits of what your liver, bowels and brain cells can tolerate, you’ll reach new plateaus of intoxicated merriment. Have you got a drink problem? No, you’re powering through the infamous wall!