Strike!

A few weeks ago Mustafa asked if The Rooster and I would join him out for a night on the town.

We did.

We got real wasted.

Then shot some dice for money.

I lost bad.

The Rooster and Mustafa are cagey mofos.

We lost Mustafa for a few minutes. He got caught up in some rally in the Bronx.





After we found him, we hung out in a local college bar where Mustafa sexually harassed a few chicks.

The night ended when we watched a guy in a wheelchair puke on himself after downing a shot of whiskey.

Yep, just another Friday night in NYC.