"So me and a friend had a bourbon date at the 4100 Bar last night. Place was pretty empty, but who should materialize before us, like some Christmas tree-tackling holiday angel, but KIEFER SUTHERLAND himself."

"This was my first Kiefer sighting, and as such, lived up to everything I had ever dreamed it would be. He was sloshed, and making loving, physically affectionate small talk with a young couple. (The girl was cute, and had a mohawk. The guy was nondescript.) At one point he was talking so kind of—oratorially—we really had no option but to stop our conversation and take it all in. We have no idea what he was saying—but not because it was too loud. We just couldn't understand what it was he was saying. Merry Christmas, Kiefer!"

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