For the first time in years, Jack is happy with himself. He has decided to stop fucking everything that has pulse and to cut down on his hefty and enthusiastic drug use. But then, one dark night, the best friend collides with a moose on the Swedish border. He is found with an ant in his forehead and 2.5 kilos of cocaine in his trunk. Within the next 24 hours, Jack has lost the house, the lady has left him and brought her daughter. And as he is about to experience: When you have sunk as low as possible, things can always get worse.