Share Another Text From Dale NYC Is Never Dull My friend Dale is a constant companion throughout my day. This is why.
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ShareChristy Turlington, I Love You My Wife Is Cool With It I tweeted a supermodel, and she tweeted me back. I celebrate this fact with my friend Dale. I’m not really proud of my initial response, but there it is. Dale’s reply is Algonquin, George S Kaufman funny. I have posted many texts from Dale, [...]
ShareMy friend Dale, of whom I’ve written before, sent me the following text. [Context: Dale is in NYC. He recently moved into a new apartment. He was one day away from the installation of his air conditioning. He also loves Weezer, but that isn't germane to the subject at hand.] I felt for the man. [...]
Share The texts… Are coming from inside your house! Dale is scared of this post.
Share The fellow in the white jersey (spectator, not player), is my friend Dale. He is Canadian, and I’m friends with him, so that proves I’m not racist. Dale has left NYC for the Great White North for awhile. Another thing about Dale is that there is no one on Earth who loves Weezer more. [...]
ShareYou’re Right, Dale I Am Wise and Awesome I enjoy texting with my friend Dale. He makes me happyyyyy when skies are gray. We’re both losing weight, which means he’s going to drop 20lbs and be 25, and I’ll slogging along, 22lbs along an 80lb journey. Dale lives on 2nd Ave, in Manhattan. His life [...]
ShareI have a friend in NYC, named Dale. He is in his early 20′s, lives in a luxury apartment, and generally had the whole world ahead of him. We text back in forth, and I publish the funnier things, like this one, about fisticuffs with an errant rogue what hit his woman. Good boy, Dale. [...]