König was squealing like a child, lying half on and half off the couch. You knew he was drunk, even if he wouldn't admit it.

"Mir geht es so gut... Mir ist innerlich schwindelig und komisch." König giggled out.

He then patted his belly and burst into laughter, falling off of the couch.

"Bin ich fett? Ich fühle mich fett und groß, großer Bärenkörper!" König called out. He continued to laugh at himself as he lied on the floor.