When Max slowed down his Audi A4 to get a closer look the other night, a slurry Anastasio asked him for a ride. Max happily let the tipsy tenor and his pals squeeze into his car and dropped them off at a townhouse on West 18th Street.
The Meatpacking District is an easy walk from 18th St so it is very plausible that Trey and his friends went walking down there to drink. And he must have been drinking if he asked some douchebag teenager driving his dad\'s audi for a ride instead of hailing a taxi.
As far as the Post goes Public Enemy had it right
"Here\'s a letter to the New York Post
The worst piece of paper on the east coast
Matter of fact the whole state\'s forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America\'s oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit"