Monday, July 30, 2007

The Challenger

Today, after a few happy hour drinks, Dale and I stopped by our local convenience store for some take home happy hour drinks. I trusted Dale to make the purchase as I waited in the car while listening to the Stones.

“Please to meet you, hope you guess my name”

Man, I love that song.

Dale comes out of the store with a grin on his face. That means trouble, ladies and gentlemen.

It seems that young Dale made a spontaneous purchase.

Check it out

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Uh yea. He bought a Du-Rag. Not just any Du-Rag, mind you. Dale bought the two toned Challenger with long tie.

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When I asked him why he bought it, he said “it’s a gag gift”.

I asked him who it was for and he said “for me”.

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Wow. I did not know you could buy gag gifts for yourself.

Then he said something about the fact that our household needs a Du-Rag.

Maybe he is right.

Or, maybe this is just one more descending step into insanity for young Dale.

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By the way, he is still wearing it as I type this blog.


Blogger j3 said...

Dude, that's the tightest thing I've ever seen in my life.

Dale looks like he's about ten years younger with that thing on.

5:36 AM  
Blogger sarahsmile3 said...

By the way, I do realize that it might not seem "normal" to dress in a burka while hanging out with your friends.

10:13 AM  
Anonymous Laurie said...

As predicted by the Colinator, Dale is in full swing Crazy.

This is fun.

Go Dale the Ninjaneer!

10:47 AM  
Anonymous Laurie said...



Species of superior intelligence. The most intelligent of the engineering field. SO superior in fact that the ninjaneer is able to kick ass only using his mind.

10:50 AM  
Anonymous Colin said...

Bat Shit Crazy:

When a ninjaneer buys a two tone du-rag...

12:02 PM  
Blogger Jessica said...


I have nothing clever to add.

Except that I decided to come visit your blog this lovely humid evening, only to find that you were writing in some foreign language. "Is Sarah in Pakistan or Germany or something? Why would she be writing in such a language?" I began to ponder... Then it dawned on me. Oh, Jessica, you silly, silly girl. saraHtopia... not saratopia. Have you ever checked out the latter?

Tell Dale I said Chill, Nugga. Oh, and NUCKS BRA'!

9:59 PM  

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