"You hear that, Weird? Ansgar says being sober sucks and he's right! Come on---live a little you boring bastard."
The drunken bassist now shoving his own full glass towards Weird who just stared at it and shook his head. Nope. He had his own and was drinking it at a steady pace. The liquor was strong and no doubt he might get drunk but no where near as smashed as his brother was right now. Mick was just finding this all hilarious as he drank his mule, giggling because he was getting drunk fast.
"Oh, how about I take some photos of us all together like this!"
Rex pulling out his camera from his jacket pocket, trying to hold onto it since he was so drunk. He took a few snaps but didn't know if they would turn out ok because his aim was all off. Mick took Ansgar's drink offered to him and sipped it slowly.
Ansgar was pleased that the Brit was going along with his demands. He's still sitting on the floor, practically being held upright by leaning against Rex's leg.
"You're too drunk for a fucking camera." Ansgar starts laughing as he watches Rex trying to point the lens and keep it steady.
Rex couldn't hold the camera steady at all and then he felt it snatched out of his hands by Mick who was now drunk like the rest of them. The Mule kicking in and causing the guitarist to become playful. Weird counting down to when Mick would start stripping his clothes off.
"Let me take some shots of you, mate. You're so fucking trashed just like hairy boy here."
Mick taking a few shots of Rex and then of Ansgar. He felt waves of heat wash over him as he passed the camera back to Rex.
"Oh---I'm getting bloody hot. It's so warm in here--"
Ansgar accused the Brit sitting with him as he leans his chin on Rex's thigh before giggling at Mick snatching the camera. He started laughing as Mick began taking pictures.
"You're the one trashed." Ansgar pointed at Mick. "You're going to strip and pass out again."
Rex just giggled and then hiccuped, clearly drunk. Weird began to laugh softly because his brother could barely stand and was now holding onto the chair so that he didn't slide off it. Having Ansgar's head on his thigh felt nice though as he ruffled the Dane's hair playfully.
"We're all bloody trashed apart from Weird. What happened to getting him smashed, lads? He's still so fucking sober."
Mick unbuttoned his shirt and then threw it over his head, giggling and nearly tripping on Weird's foot. Phase one of Ronno stripping had begun. Rex wolf whistled at Mick then began to tickle the back of Ansgar's neck.
"Ronno's giving us a free strip show! Maybe I should join in too for a fucking laugh."
Rex just now pulling off his own shirt and dumping it onto Ansgar's head.
Ansgar grinned at the hand in his hair but then looked up at the Brit. "I'm not smashed. I'll still get your brother drunk."
Ansgar shook his head at Mick and would have said something but all that came out was a high pitched scream of shock. The back of his neck was like being electrocuted from the way it effected his nerves. He's instantly squirming to get away. The Dane watched the two and snorted another laugh.
"Aarne was right! You Brit's can't take the mule." He jumped a little from the shirt dumped on his head. Grabbing it, balling up the shirt, and throwing it back at Rex.
"You're not smashed? Yes, you fucking are you cheeky Dane!"
Rex just laughed at what Ansgar just said because he could hardly stand up. The screaming got an amused reaction from the bassist who just proceeded to ruffle up the Dane's hair playfully. Perhaps the Brits couldn't take the Mule because now Mick was unbuttoning his pants, leaning into Ziggy. Rex just took some shots with his camera snorting out an amused giggle.
"Ronno is stripping! Will he go all the way?"
Mick giving Rex the finger before pulling his pants down his legs. Weird sat calmly drinking his drink watching the madness unfold.
"He does this a lot since it makes him "hot" he says."
Weird keeping a straight face as he spoke but then laughing as Mick then pulled his underwear down and flung it towards the door watching it twist itself around the doorknob. Absolute trash. He giggled and then leant his head against Ziggy's thigh, feeling sleepy.
"He's about to pass out! Let me get some good snaps of blond boy here. Ziggy, you can have them if you'd like?"
Rex smirking as he took some shots of Mick who was gone. The blond rubbed Ziggy's leg and then passed out with a giggle. Weird just shaking his head knowing this was bound to happen once a drop of Mule passed Mick's lips.
"All of you. I bet you and Viktor strip on it too and pretend you don't." Ansgar accused Weird. "Your brother's losing his clothes too."
Ansgar could barely stop laughing long enough to speak, let alone drink more. Ziggy petted Mick's hair while he giggled himself to sleep. "Can one of you put him in bed?"
Ziggy certainly couldn't lift the sleeping guitarist.
"Oh yeah? Is this a challenge, Hairy? You think Princess Rex will start stripping too like sleepy Ronno here?"
Rex just laughed but did pick up the now snoring Mick in his arms, lifting him and placing him onto the bed, watching the blond curl up and get comfortable in his drunken slumber. Now, back to drinking and---getting Weird the fuck drunk.
"Ok, more Mule! Come on, Weird, you boring bastard. More booze!"
Grabbing hold of the chair, Rex managed to sit back down, thrusting his empty glass at Ansgar. Would Ziggy join in too?
"He already took his shirt off." Ansgar started laughing again. "I'm waiting for your stick in the mud ass to be bare and in pictures."
The blonde Dane was getting rowdy but in a good natured way. He filled Rex's glass and then stood, rathe gracefully for the amount of booze he's drank. Across the room and he grabbed Wierd's glass, filling it to near overflow. Ziggy took up Mick's glass of Mule to finish it. There was no sense in wasting it.
Ansgar went back over to sit against Rex's chair and drink from the bottle.
"Why don't you take some of your clothes off too, Hairy? I'm sure you're sexy under all of that."
Rex just feeling his cheeks heat as he imagined Ansgar naked, or had done for a while now, watching the Dane from afar. He was cheeky and very handsome in a scruffy way. Weird wanted to see his brother get even more smashed and strip just like Mick because it would happen.
"How about we play a game of dirty questions?"
Weird rolling his eyes but grinning since he was getting drunk slowly. Getting there. Rex totally fucking trashed as he was now giggling and near tipping his glass of booze down his front.
"I don't drunk strip like you Brits." Ansgar blushed red in the face from the compliment though, especially drunk.
"You sound like Torden." He accused which wasn't an insult per say since Ansgar and Torden were best friends, sometimes lovers, who really knew? "Get everyone drunk and start talking dirty. Fine. I want to see your brother talk dirty."
"Are you sure? I might have to ask Torden if you've been caught with your pants down anywhere embarrassing."
Rex drank some more of his Mule, feeling the burn and not even knowing how much he'd drunk. Who cared? He was trashed and would likely wake up feeling like utter shit puking his guts up. This part was fun though.
"Ok, you can start first. Weird can go second, then Ziggy then me. Does that sound good?"
"Only his dressing room once and that was his fault." Ansgar had no shame about his sexuality.
Ziggy waved them off. "I'm going to step out. You three have fun." He wanted no part of this mess and thought there must be something less trashy to be involved in.
"Fine! Where's the most embarrassing place you to have been caught with your pants off?" He's asking both of them.
"Oh, are you going, Ziggy? Well, we'll look after sleeping beauty here. Ronno is dead to the world."
Rex waved as he watched the singer leave. That left Weird, himself and the drunken Dane. What fun! This was going to become a shitshow for sure once Weird got smashed eventually. The man could drink so fucking much!
"Oh shit um----I would say in the dressing room too. A groupie stole all my underwear so I had to walk around with no pants on until I bought more!"
"I'm going to get food." Honestly, he had been drinking with the other two for sometime and the famous Anthean appetite was taking over. "He'll sleep until tomorrow afternoon."
On Mule Mick was a late sleeper and hard to rouse. Ansgar waved goodbye, intent on these questions.
"Why did you not wear pants because no underwear? You don't need underwear for pants." Ansgar is laughing. A few of the Danes were known for nothing under the pants. Especially, his dirty little brother. He wasn't about to let Weird not answer though. "What about you?"
"What? Oh, did I say that? I wear underwear with my pants so uh---I can't remember now!"
Rex was so drunk he didn't even know what he was saying and wasn't making much sense. Weird just smirking whilst drinking his glass of booze. Trust his brother to come out with some nonsense about groupies and losing his pants.
"My brother is trashed. I suppose I could say I lost my pants at a girlfriend's house. She tossed them out a window because we were drunk and then her parents came up and saw me in my underwear in her bedroom. I was 18 and got booted up the ass by the girl's father."
Rex just burst out laughing because it was amusing to hear this coming from Weird.
Ansgar giggled at how drunk Rex was. These Brits really couldn't take their booze though the Dane is starting to feel the Mule too since he was drinking long before Rex joined him.
"That happened to Ollie sort of, with Rik's father." Ansgar shook his head. "They thought he was going to be out all day and were in the shower when he came home and found Ollie's pants in the living room."
Mikkel had told him about that nonsense and running interference with Rik's father so Ollie could get out of the house.
Ansgar was right in one regard about the Brits not being able to take Scandi booze. As for other kinds of booze? Well, it wasn't as bad as drinking Mule which really fucked the Brits up. Mick, Rex, Viktor, even Joe got smashed and trashed on Mule.
"How about we lose your pants, Hairy boy? You're wearing too many clothes!"
Rex giggled and then went to tug on the Dane's pants, feeling his fingers slide through one of the rips close to his crotch. Weird, snorting out a drunken giggle as he watched what was unfolding.
"Oh look! I think my brother is finally becoming drunk."
"Sorry, they just look so ripped and----I want to see your naked ass!"
Rex was so far gone he couldn't control what he was saying. His tongue running off because he was just smashed. But he did respect the Dane's pants and his love for them so slunk back in his chair and drank some more of his booze. Weird just looked a little flushed from the Mule.
"Come on, brother. Dirty questions! Who's go is it?"
Ansgar started giggling to the point his cheeks reddened. "Of course they're ripped but I'm not getting naked with you and your brother. That's fucking weird."
As soon as he remembered that Rex's brother was Weird and he just mentioned "fucking Weird", the Dane laid down on the floor laughing himself to tears. This was too much and he was so smashed out of his mind.
"I just went." He mentions while still trying to wrestle his giggles under control.
"I don't expect you to get naked with my brother! He can go and find his kinky nurse."
Weird just rolling his eyes but then moving to get his brother in a head lock and ruffle his hair up. Rex just crying out as Weird moved on him but was laughing at the same time. A drunken brother fight. Of course.
"Ahh!---Weird, is drunk!"
The usual quiet bassist now well and truly drunk because he laughed going to sit back in his chair but missing entirely and landing on the floor. Rex pointed and snorted out giggles.
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The drunken bassist now shoving his own full glass towards Weird who just stared at it and shook his head. Nope. He had his own and was drinking it at a steady pace. The liquor was strong and no doubt he might get drunk but no where near as smashed as his brother was right now. Mick was just finding this all hilarious as he drank his mule, giggling because he was getting drunk fast.
"Oh, how about I take some photos of us all together like this!"
Rex pulling out his camera from his jacket pocket, trying to hold onto it since he was so drunk. He took a few snaps but didn't know if they would turn out ok because his aim was all off. Mick took Ansgar's drink offered to him and sipped it slowly.
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"You're too drunk for a fucking camera." Ansgar starts laughing as he watches Rex trying to point the lens and keep it steady.
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Rex couldn't hold the camera steady at all and then he felt it snatched out of his hands by Mick who was now drunk like the rest of them. The Mule kicking in and causing the guitarist to become playful. Weird counting down to when Mick would start stripping his clothes off.
"Let me take some shots of you, mate. You're so fucking trashed just like hairy boy here."
Mick taking a few shots of Rex and then of Ansgar. He felt waves of heat wash over him as he passed the camera back to Rex.
"Oh---I'm getting bloody hot. It's so warm in here--"
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Ansgar accused the Brit sitting with him as he leans his chin on Rex's thigh before giggling at Mick snatching the camera. He started laughing as Mick began taking pictures.
"You're the one trashed." Ansgar pointed at Mick. "You're going to strip and pass out again."
Ansgar downed his drink and poured another one.
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"We're all bloody trashed apart from Weird. What happened to getting him smashed, lads? He's still so fucking sober."
Mick unbuttoned his shirt and then threw it over his head, giggling and nearly tripping on Weird's foot. Phase one of Ronno stripping had begun. Rex wolf whistled at Mick then began to tickle the back of Ansgar's neck.
"Ronno's giving us a free strip show! Maybe I should join in too for a fucking laugh."
Rex just now pulling off his own shirt and dumping it onto Ansgar's head.
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Ansgar shook his head at Mick and would have said something but all that came out was a high pitched scream of shock. The back of his neck was like being electrocuted from the way it effected his nerves. He's instantly squirming to get away. The Dane watched the two and snorted another laugh.
"Aarne was right! You Brit's can't take the mule." He jumped a little from the shirt dumped on his head. Grabbing it, balling up the shirt, and throwing it back at Rex.
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Rex just laughed at what Ansgar just said because he could hardly stand up. The screaming got an amused reaction from the bassist who just proceeded to ruffle up the Dane's hair playfully. Perhaps the Brits couldn't take the Mule because now Mick was unbuttoning his pants, leaning into Ziggy. Rex just took some shots with his camera snorting out an amused giggle.
"Ronno is stripping! Will he go all the way?"
Mick giving Rex the finger before pulling his pants down his legs. Weird sat calmly drinking his drink watching the madness unfold.
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Ansgar was in the middle of a long drink from the bottle but staring wide eyed at Mick. "I thought Aarne was exaggerating. Mule IS Brit naked juice!"
Ansgar just starts giggling while Ziggy sits there trying not to bust into laughter.
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Weird keeping a straight face as he spoke but then laughing as Mick then pulled his underwear down and flung it towards the door watching it twist itself around the doorknob. Absolute trash. He giggled and then leant his head against Ziggy's thigh, feeling sleepy.
"He's about to pass out! Let me get some good snaps of blond boy here. Ziggy, you can have them if you'd like?"
Rex smirking as he took some shots of Mick who was gone. The blond rubbed Ziggy's leg and then passed out with a giggle. Weird just shaking his head knowing this was bound to happen once a drop of Mule passed Mick's lips.
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Ansgar could barely stop laughing long enough to speak, let alone drink more. Ziggy petted Mick's hair while he giggled himself to sleep. "Can one of you put him in bed?"
Ziggy certainly couldn't lift the sleeping guitarist.
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Rex just laughed but did pick up the now snoring Mick in his arms, lifting him and placing him onto the bed, watching the blond curl up and get comfortable in his drunken slumber. Now, back to drinking and---getting Weird the fuck drunk.
"Ok, more Mule! Come on, Weird, you boring bastard. More booze!"
Grabbing hold of the chair, Rex managed to sit back down, thrusting his empty glass at Ansgar. Would Ziggy join in too?
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The blonde Dane was getting rowdy but in a good natured way. He filled Rex's glass and then stood, rathe gracefully for the amount of booze he's drank. Across the room and he grabbed Wierd's glass, filling it to near overflow. Ziggy took up Mick's glass of Mule to finish it. There was no sense in wasting it.
Ansgar went back over to sit against Rex's chair and drink from the bottle.
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Rex just feeling his cheeks heat as he imagined Ansgar naked, or had done for a while now, watching the Dane from afar. He was cheeky and very handsome in a scruffy way. Weird wanted to see his brother get even more smashed and strip just like Mick because it would happen.
"How about we play a game of dirty questions?"
Weird rolling his eyes but grinning since he was getting drunk slowly. Getting there. Rex totally fucking trashed as he was now giggling and near tipping his glass of booze down his front.
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"You sound like Torden." He accused which wasn't an insult per say since Ansgar and Torden were best friends, sometimes lovers, who really knew? "Get everyone drunk and start talking dirty. Fine. I want to see your brother talk dirty."
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Rex drank some more of his Mule, feeling the burn and not even knowing how much he'd drunk. Who cared? He was trashed and would likely wake up feeling like utter shit puking his guts up. This part was fun though.
"Ok, you can start first. Weird can go second, then Ziggy then me. Does that sound good?"
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Ziggy waved them off. "I'm going to step out. You three have fun." He wanted no part of this mess and thought there must be something less trashy to be involved in.
"Fine! Where's the most embarrassing place you to have been caught with your pants off?" He's asking both of them.
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Rex waved as he watched the singer leave. That left Weird, himself and the drunken Dane. What fun! This was going to become a shitshow for sure once Weird got smashed eventually. The man could drink so fucking much!
"Oh shit um----I would say in the dressing room too. A groupie stole all my underwear so I had to walk around with no pants on until I bought more!"
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On Mule Mick was a late sleeper and hard to rouse. Ansgar waved goodbye, intent on these questions.
"Why did you not wear pants because no underwear? You don't need underwear for pants." Ansgar is laughing. A few of the Danes were known for nothing under the pants. Especially, his dirty little brother. He wasn't about to let Weird not answer though. "What about you?"
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Rex was so drunk he didn't even know what he was saying and wasn't making much sense. Weird just smirking whilst drinking his glass of booze. Trust his brother to come out with some nonsense about groupies and losing his pants.
"My brother is trashed. I suppose I could say I lost my pants at a girlfriend's house. She tossed them out a window because we were drunk and then her parents came up and saw me in my underwear in her bedroom. I was 18 and got booted up the ass by the girl's father."
Rex just burst out laughing because it was amusing to hear this coming from Weird.
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"That happened to Ollie sort of, with Rik's father." Ansgar shook his head. "They thought he was going to be out all day and were in the shower when he came home and found Ollie's pants in the living room."
Mikkel had told him about that nonsense and running interference with Rik's father so Ollie could get out of the house.
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"How about we lose your pants, Hairy boy? You're wearing too many clothes!"
Rex giggled and then went to tug on the Dane's pants, feeling his fingers slide through one of the rips close to his crotch. Weird, snorting out a drunken giggle as he watched what was unfolding.
"Oh look! I think my brother is finally becoming drunk."
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"HEY! Don't tear these. They're my favorite pair." He swatted the Brit's hand where he was pulling on the already shredded pants.
"The Mule will get him." Ansgar pointed a wagging finger at Weird because it was only a matter of time.
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Rex was so far gone he couldn't control what he was saying. His tongue running off because he was just smashed. But he did respect the Dane's pants and his love for them so slunk back in his chair and drank some more of his booze. Weird just looked a little flushed from the Mule.
"Come on, brother. Dirty questions! Who's go is it?"
Rex wasn't sure.
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As soon as he remembered that Rex's brother was Weird and he just mentioned "fucking Weird", the Dane laid down on the floor laughing himself to tears. This was too much and he was so smashed out of his mind.
"I just went." He mentions while still trying to wrestle his giggles under control.
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Weird just rolling his eyes but then moving to get his brother in a head lock and ruffle his hair up. Rex just crying out as Weird moved on him but was laughing at the same time. A drunken brother fight. Of course.
"Ahh!---Weird, is drunk!"
The usual quiet bassist now well and truly drunk because he laughed going to sit back in his chair but missing entirely and landing on the floor. Rex pointed and snorted out giggles.
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