Showing posts with label Dale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dale. Show all posts

Dale in the Trunk

Dale

As we left the souvenir store and headed south to Vinnie’s, the noises from the trunk didn’t go unnoticed. Dale has been bitching and complaining that we haven’t taken him to any of our daytrips to the abandoned sites. I tried to get it through is tiny plastic head that he would be stuck in the hot car or trunk. Sharon, or his human as he likes to call her, decided it would be fun to scare her new cyber buddy by having Dale in the trunk. As he retrieved her bag from the trunk, surprise, there was Dale lying on it. He quickly pushed Dale aside and grabbed the bag. I am sure Dale is pissed about being shoved aside as well as being left in the hot car.

Dale’s complaining about not being able to come in the house with us, or invited to lunch, was loud and annoying. By the time we got done with Florence and headed home, he was quiet. I think the heat finally got to him and he fell asleep. Now the little beast is plotting revenge for the “indignity of being locked in a hot trunk” as he calls it. Sharon is aware of his threats and knows he is up to something but doesn’t know what. Be looking for another Dale video on her blog, Ghost Hunting Theories.

These pictures are of the view from the Foothill’s, which is north of Tucson, and the restaurant we went to for lunch. I had yummy tacos there.







Wanted: The Plastic Imposter

Dale


Be on the lookout for a plastic ventriloquist doll that goes by the name of Dale. He is telling people that he is a blogger and asking for hugs. “Do not” fall victim to this very clever entertainer and his smooth talk. He has been known to creep onto his human’s laptop while she is sleeping and bad-mouthing her on various post to her blog. He is not a true blogger and needs a human to help him with his crimes.

Now that the human and her friend are doing a hug-a-blogger blog and book, he wants to be featured. He is hugging any human that comes to visit and continues to feature himself on the blog in order to make his point, “I am a blogger”.


He is described as barely 2 feet, red plastic hair, prominent nose, blue eyes, and a smart ass grin with a deformed bottom lip. He was last seen wearing a black, grey, and white button down plaid shirt, tan pants, and black socks. He is usually sitting on his human’s steamer trunk near her front door but is known to slip out during the night to post something to the blog or watch his human’s horror flicks while she sleeps.

If you see this little booger, please report him immediately to the Blogger Police. We must stop his shenanigans.


*NOTE: I’m not scared of Dale most of the time. When we are in a dark room and I don’t know where the little beast is, scares me the most. I am waiting for the day that he comes up behind me and says, “Hi Julie, whacha doing?” After that, there will be a loud scream followed by smoke from me running so fast, my shape in the door because I ran through it, followed by a stream of wet from me pissing my pants.
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