Lit up in the City of Light. (via)

If someone told me they ran into a drunk Charlie Sheen in Paris recently, I'd assume they meant the Paris Las Vegas Hotel. Because it's hard to imagine Charlie sitting anywhere for eleven hours, let alone while strapped into a seat on an international flight and unable to smoke. That's why a bunch of American kids on vacation were startled recently when they ran into a well-oiled Masheen in actual Paris. Charlie, who alway seems to be up for making friends and having a good time (unless he thinks you just stole his watch), happily posed for pictures, and even planted a few kisses on his new pals, possibly believing they were butch-looking French chicks.

Sources: Reddit