as you have left it rather late in life to start a career on the piss may I suggest you forget the missing years, starting on beer working upto lager etc etc and just get straight on the cider, and I don't mean that clear sparkly shite that's all the fashion but the proper, still,cloudy gear produced in an oak barrel in a rat infested farmyard, only then will you know the pleasures of missing out days of your life in a blur, shitting yourself and waking up thinking were the fudge am I and how did I get here, and if you think that the girl in the exorcist can puke you should see some of the you