6 Years 324 days - Fucked up Fridays

6 Years 324 days - Fucked up Fridays

What drives someone to seek a life without alcohol? For comedian David Boyle, it’s a mix of brutal honesty, dark humour and daily check-ins like this one. Recorded at 6 years and 324 days sober, the episode bounces between food, fatness and fucked-up festival memories, all with Boyle’s trademark self-roast.

He kicks off in full rant mode about weight and “blue blocking sunglasses”, joking that his lifelong chubbiness has nothing to do with “eating like 500 metres of sugary bubble gum” as a kid. From Sega Mega Drive marathons to four ladles of sugar on Weet-Bix, he paints a vivid picture of 90s junk-fuelled childhoods and how casually over-eating can creep into adult life.

The shock of learning that his old “healthy” cashew snack was about 1,500 calories shows how easy it is to fool yourself, even years into sobriety. Then it’s over to Fucked Up Friday, where listener Glenn from Australia shares a drug-fuelled festival story. One tab of acid hidden in the brim of a hat leads to sniffer dogs, a public search, threats of court, and a “move-on” notice that should have ruined the day.

Instead, Glenn shaves his head, changes clothes and sneaks back into the festival, only to end up facing compulsory drug counselling and a plea deal to dodge a criminal record. Boyle admires the ridiculous ingenuity of the disguise, laughs at the overkill response to a single tab, and ties it back to how easily one impulsive decision can snowball. It’s messy, funny and a reminder that chaos doesn’t magically stop just because alcohol is gone.

If you like raw, sweary stories that make you laugh while quietly asking, “How close have I come to that kind of disaster?”, this one’s worth your five minutes.