The Politest Instance Of Christmas Tree Assault Ever
At 2am bar staff refused to serve any more alcohol. Undaunted, Kiefer Sutherland persuaded management to let them loose in the lobby.
He ordered yet more booze on room service, then staggered around the entrance hall, entertaining pals with a bizarre, flailing breakdancing routine.
It was then that a huge Christmas tree caught his eye.
“I hate that fucking Christmas tree,” he declared. “The tree HAS to come down.”
Kiefer warned staff: “I’m smashing it - can I pay for it?”
A staff member replied: “I’m absolutely sure you can, sir.”
The star then hurled himself into the Norwegian Spruce, sending baubles and lights crashing to the ground. Pulling pine needles out of his hair and t-shirt, he said to a hotel employee: “Ooh sorry about that…you’re so cool. This fucking hotel rocks.”
...from the Daily Mirror, as near as I can make out.
He ordered yet more booze on room service, then staggered around the entrance hall, entertaining pals with a bizarre, flailing breakdancing routine.
It was then that a huge Christmas tree caught his eye.
“I hate that fucking Christmas tree,” he declared. “The tree HAS to come down.”
Kiefer warned staff: “I’m smashing it - can I pay for it?”
A staff member replied: “I’m absolutely sure you can, sir.”
The star then hurled himself into the Norwegian Spruce, sending baubles and lights crashing to the ground. Pulling pine needles out of his hair and t-shirt, he said to a hotel employee: “Ooh sorry about that…you’re so cool. This fucking hotel rocks.”
...from the Daily Mirror, as near as I can make out.
posted by Will Templeton at 3:02 PM
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