Joe. [and i only wish i had a picture]

joe passed out on the front porch one day this week.
i came home and, upon passing through the front door, found him sprawled over the living room floor.
it fazed me only for a second, then i stepped over him where i found jordan making himself some lunch/dinner in the kitchen.
"Tam! Check this out!" he says
and proceeds to show me on his phone pictures of Joe with a viking cap on and a "bloody" (ketchupy) knife in one raised hand.

it appears that danmike found joe passed out on the front porch where it is cold and windy and wet and unprotected.
so dm, being the friend that he is in this neighborhood, dragged joe into the living room where its warm and dry and safe.
and the rest is history.
joe, the murderous viking.
i guess that's what you just might have to expect.
for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
does this apply?