Fortunately, they've generally continued living exactly the same way, which means there's always at least a trickle of stories that get passed back to us Down Under. Just a week or so ago, Mickey reported having woken up in bed one morning with the lights on, wearing his suit and shoes, and without a clue how or when he got home. On the plus side, someone pointed out, at least he was ready to go to work.
And then there was this instant message conversation this afternoon:
Juice: oh did you hear [franz] shit himself at a bar the other night
Juice: yeah at the Village
Juice: flushed his undies and kept drinking
Zander: how does that even happen???
Juice: i don't know
Juice: he said it was close to the start of the night as well so he wasn't that drunk