Once upon a time, there were two Norwegian boys, two Swedish girls, a Lithuanian Scarlett Johansson, an Italian Stallion and a Latin Lover... and somehow they all ended up at Steffen's place that very Sunday ages and ages ago.
What happened after was fabulous, marvellous and wonderful indeed. In fact, it all happened after... well, that is not completely true, because there was an amazing pre-drinking party somewhere in Loreto, where the only thing above us were the skies (and the only thing below us were the grumpy neighbours).
Also involved was Mr. Whiskey, Mr. Vodka and in general any substance containing a minimum of alcohol. There was also Mr. Tobacco and Mr. Calm Down You Guys (played by various neighboors, doormen and DJs (and somewhere along the way there must have been a taxi driver as well)). Luckily, Mr. Policeman never showed up... too bad, he would have had a lot of fun.
What you see here are SHOES. Normally you find them on the floor. Well, not in this case.
After some negotiation, we were suddenly seven people in my house. And I don't know whether that's a lucky number or not... and considering I fell asleep I can't even tell whether someone got lucky.
All I know is that when we all went home, it was 16:00 Central European Time, and the party had lasted for 20 hours. We had our breakfast with fresh McDonald's food, cigarettes and French Electronica. Under the Arch of Porta Romana.
Because that's how we roll.
Now, we think you'll need a soundtrack to imagine the scene...
If you wanna see where it all started and how it all ended, JUMP!!!
