| HAROLD HUNTER AFTERPARTY AND NYC CRAZE Harold was the motherfuckin man and anyone that knew him misses that gangster dearly and there was no way I was gonna miss his now Annual Jam/Harold Hunter Day. The plan was set and the mob was formed for the NYC mission. Lairs been buck wild (fuck yeah and thanks to all my Fordernde Mitglieders) and I needed a break and excuse to throw craze. Believe me thats the spot and my second favorite place in the fuckin world.
Tato, JJ, the Gnarley Pirate and a few other Lair crew headed out early and after the usual Saturday madness, yours truely jumped shotgun with Lussier. We were off to Weekend at Pangs.....fuck that Weekend at Bernies shit yo....Pangland is way more fun. AFter some fun with a State Trooper that we were playin cat and mouse with around a side road (homeboy was chasin Lussier yo, I'm tellin you. It was some funny shit.) we got to Brooklyn son! I don't know if that douche bag radioed ahead or something cause within 30 fuckin seconds of our arrival, I was dealin with some of his Brothers in Blue in front of Pangs building. It ain't my fault yo, and I'm tellin you.... and some shit is always gonna happen. Get over it.
After a few simple Jedi mind tricks we ditched the cops that were just fuckin with us for no reason other than Lussiers out of state plates and my electricity fields, we posted up in Pangs crib. I got to see his brand new baby boy Kingsly (fuck yeah homeboy!!!) for the first time and there ain't no doubt who da baby daddy! Talk about a mini Pang yo, so fuckin funny and awesome and that kid will never be on the Maury Pobvitch Talkshow. We grabbed some more brew-ha and bounced over to the Harold afterparty KCDC was throwin. Our cab driver must have been tryin out for American Idol and we made many refrences about it to him on the drive over...... And for the record fuck them Fuax mohawks or whatever the fuck they are called..... ye fuckin clowns. If you're gonna do that shit have some balls and quit watchin MTV so much. Right outta the car (seems to be a theme on this night) I heard my name loud multiple times and from all directions. I was fuckin amped and got to see my homie Shetler. Homie is Nicholous Cages younger brother for real yo, ask em. ANthony is nothin but good peeps and I miss him on the 5boro missions and classic sessions we've had many times over the years. We got right in the mix and got my favorite Lair Tall Tee (Powley fool!) into the party as well. The place was jammin and they had these dope ass Harold Slideshows goin on the wall. The DJ was slammin that old real shit and the fellas were goin buckwild on the ramp. Bet your fuckin tits Lair was holdin it down, and Tato and JJ will fuck you up on the mini son. The fellas killed shit and I averaged 3 gangsta hugs and 3 beers a fuckin second. Thats what it feels like out there. SO fuckin fun and I was fuckin amped to see all my homeboys.
AFter ragin it there we were off to the After After party...how many after AFters are they in NYC anyhow? They were throwin it at Lair Head Justin Barnesy boy's local watering hole. RB Umali and his wife were DJing it as well. Not only can RB shoot a mean flick homie also knows hip hop like a motherfucka. SIck shit. The drinks were beyond flowin and before I knew shit I was facing Pangstar in an arm wrestling match. I thought Jed, Ryan and I would be spending the night on the sidewalk cause I took homie out in 2 straight matches ninja what? AH HA HA. I'm playin dog and it iscommon knowledge that Jeff would fuckin kill most with his bare hands. Before you knew it we were back at the crib and called it a fuckin awesome early morning.
The following days plan was to be.....recover.....recover.....get some grub....and recover. Jeff and his wife took us to an authentic Chinese resturant. Jeff was raised very ethnicly like myself in the food department and knows whats up. I ain't talkin no bullshit McDonalds style bullshit resturant either.( NYC is dope for that shit, also make sure to get pizza if you ever visit Brooklyn.) While waiting in line Jed discovered my true direct desandants Lief Ericksons (the viking) Park.....then he puked in it......AH AH HA. ANyhow we made it into the jammin place and it was truely an expirence. They gave me some tasty dishes as well as tortured me with others....hell no I ain't eatin that....ah ha ha. Good look brothaman. We were tryin to meet up with some heads and hit upo the SHUT NYC supershop motherfucka! I was amped to see the done up layout.
While kickin it and catchin up with ADam. Buy him a beer when you see him there cause homie also just had his first baby boy a few months back.Fuck yeah homie! My wife gives me death stares on the subject. Make sure to pay a visit to the Shut shop in L.E.S. There are mad spots in that neighborhood that have been skated for years! Before we could get the session rollin though, it fuckin rained on the parade. After kickin it for a and peepin some local shit we hit the road. We're goin back most likely before ya read this cause this shop skates ninja. Endless thanks to Pang Fam and all the NYC heads as usual. Thats how we do it. |
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