Trouble.

So the night started out harmlessly enough. A little champagne, some good conversation, what could possibly go wrong?

Like I said, some champagne and good times.

Hey, Kenneth, watch those eyes buddy! The trouble has started already.

Yup, that's what I thought: trouble.

Things look like they're calming down a little. Time for a nice, relaxing dinner.

"Not if I have anything to say about it," says Kari.

"Yeah! Me too," says Kenneth.

He was originally going for the red wine, but diverted to another target.

Note that in this picture the wine is in the glass. Two minutes later, the wine, formerly of a location in the glass, came to rest on my suit, shirt, and face. Like I said - trouble.

What do you do when you're being out partied by some crazy Norwegians (and hilarious), have red wine all over your shirt, and can't remember what you just had for dinner?
You buy a $15 rum and coke and hit it!



















