Take me drunk, I'm home.

I had a heart-warming evening with my friends and the host had a lovely surprise for us - he made us perfectly delicious salmon.

Karl came with PJ shorts. After seeing all the glamour, he borrowed some decent clothes:

Welcome home:

We might have become mature, but we will never change our taste for alcohol:

Cheers for us:

Kisses to the chef:

Now we know why old people tolerate alcohol so well, they eat while they drink and that's how birthdays last two weeks:

We managed to pull us together and enjoy liquid lunch:

The Blues Brothers:

or Men in Black

With the best salmon maker in da hood:

We started to spin the bottle, that's why people became pantless and shirtless:

Our Theatre with a guest star:

Obviously, when the task is to change clothes with someone, the bottle points at us:

He said that these are really comfortable clothes. It was something new to ask my dress and leggings back in the morning: