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My Friend Dale Witnesses Gunplay In The Big City

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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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In Which The Author Tweets A Supermodel

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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, [...]

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Dale’s Heart Of Darkness.

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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. [...]

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Run, Dale, Run!

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Share The texts… Are coming from inside your house! Dale is scared of this post.

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My Friend Dale On TV

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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. [...]

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Dale Sees The Wisdom

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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 [...]

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My Friend Dale Is Upset At The Outcome Of The Stanley Cup Playoffs.

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Share My friend Dale (of Texts From Dale) is a surly punk bartender in the East Village. The bar in which he works is called the Mars Bar. It’s a legendary dive bar, from the dirty, junky, punky 70′s, back when New York city was a scary shithole. Although it pains me to say it, [...]

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Dale & I Really Love Zombies

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Texts From Dale: Dale Has Woman Troubles

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ShareHello, Youdopia. The exodus from the South is complete. I am out of Purgatory and back again at the Left Hand, in the great Pacific Northwest. Thank you, baby Jesus. I’ll be back up to speed this week, fear not. Until then, enjoy this text from Dale.

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More Texts From My Friend Dale: In Which Dale Confronts A Ruffian

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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. [...]

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