It's what us UK morrismen do after we meet together for "a day of dance". In practice, some of us get absolutely rat-arsed (ie after drinking, dancing, playing and singing all day and into the night).
We then go back to our base, which is often in a school or village hall, and fall over (hopefully onto our own camp bed and into our own sleeping bag). Then we f*rt, belch and get up at regular intervals to get rid of some beer - all with the aim of communing with our friends(!?), ie keeping them awake all night!
Then, too early in the morning(!) there is the traditional English breakfast of greasy fried sausages, bacon, eggs, black pudding, (curried?) baked beans, mushrooms, tomatoes, fried bread and, if you are lucky, chipped potatoes - all washed down with some more beer!
Magnificent! It's what made our nation what it is today!

"Come fill up your glasses and let us be merry ...!"
Alan