This bloke hadn't got far from one of the Roppongi bars he'd been at the night before. 10.30am and he was still on the steps to the bar. It made me all nostalgic for the good ol' days. You'd drink, you'd sleep and you'd wake up somewhere inappropriate and hope you still had your wallet in your pocket... or you were still wearing your pants. If mum and dad read this apparently that is what happens or so I hear.