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