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Some people relish seeing their name in print, even if it is on a sad blog only read by a few hundred people with too much time on their hands.

So Zuki, Aby, here ya go. I’m naming and shaming you.

I know your request was made while you were inebriated (a nicer way of saying freaking sloshed, haha). But consider it my belated birthday present to you, Aby, since the stripper in cake I promised was never delivered. Zuki refused to get in the cake, dammit.

We celebrated Aby’s birthday last Friday at Loft, Asian Heritage Row. The joint was jumping, the boys were hustling and the drinks were flowing (6 bottles, to be precise). Think the boys were also happy that scantily clad chicks kept grinding and gyrating near our table. All they were missing was a pole (well, there was a pillar…) Gotta love them skanky hos.

But before that was a relatively quiet (and sober) dinner at Mezza Notte, the Italian restaurant downstairs. Over pizza, we talk about our jobs, marriage, the legal system, Dave Chappelle, and everything in between…of course, all intelligent discourse went out the window once the bottles were popped. But as Elvis put it, a little less conversation, a little more action please.

So Aby, here’s to a great shindig and many more to come.

The boys, minus Zuki.

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