Mr. Knoxbold

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Eric might since he liked SciFi..but at the same time he wouldn’t be digging Tom Cruise as the main character.    I enjoyed that flick a lot, btw. 😉 

I think he was probably surprised that Dylan had decided to to go to prom but not too terribly surprised that his friend was going when he found out who he agreed to go to prom with (his best pal Robyn).  At the time he found out about Dylan going, Eric probably thought he still had plenty of time to find a date and was hoping Brandi would be it. 

Dave Cullen reminds me of psychiatrist Dr. Rudy Vincent on this season’s AHS.  I can’t ever shake it either.

I literally just posted on this.  Please read through my blog. 

‘that 1 guy from the Beatles’  oh lordy.  Well, I guess we know your age.  lol   

JTT

He turned 37 in July. Three years away from 40. What do you expect?  He has the typical older dude filled-out look but the grizzly man beard certainly doesn’t improve anything.  Brooks isn’t going to look 20 forever.  Dylan would probably have the bit of older dude paunch on him too by now…not to mention a substantial receding hairline. lol  That’s the way the cookie crumbles with age.

 No, he does not have those sorts of regrets.

See this interview 10 years after the tragedy:

John was told to identify himself. When he did, the second killer recognized him. They had worked together on stage crew for theater productions.“Are you going to kill me?” John asked.“No, dude. Just run. Just get out of here.”  Savage was spared in a room where 10 others died, though he saw none of it. He heard gunfire, snippets of chilling monologue from the killers.He remembers thinking that if he were going to die, he wanted it to end quickly. When the gunman told him to go, he did not wonder why.That would come later.“I’ve tried to go over every word of every conversation with him, trying to figure out what I said or did that made him want to let me go,” says John, now 27. “But just that I was nice to him is all I can think of.”
In the time immediately following the tragedy, John struggled for perspective: Was it like being a soldier in combat? A bystander to a bank robbery? He replayed the scene with alternate endings, like the “action-hero scenario” in which, using only his hands, he prevents further violence. Reality reminds him that wasn’t possible.“I was talking to one guy, and he said, ‘Why didn’t anybody take them out?’ ” John recalls. “It doesn’t work like that. You can’t just punch a guy with guns.” He got counseling after the tragedy and found he had “not as many issues as you’d think.” But he did have some dreams in which the killers survived.“They were brought to trial, and I was a witness,” he says. “It wasn’t a nightmare. Just a fragment, me sitting on the witness stand.” The dream ended without resolution. John understands survivor’s guilt, but it was never part of his personal reckoning. He found solace in his Mormon faith and the belief that everyone’s fate that day was in God’s hands. [Source]

You’re joking, right   ? 

He’d roll out of bed all blurry eyed, jump in the shower (when he actually had enough time), grab clothes from his closet and/or used/dirty clothes pile (hey, his well-worn comfy AoL shirt was only worn once this week and he liked it so.. it was his go-to staple again). He’d smash his “B” cap down over his head with his dripping wet curls fanning out from the sides, trim his fledgling goatee and stache (if he had the time – else, it would have to way for the weekend), slip his trench coat duster on and sloppily half-lace his combat boots all the way up in hurry.  He’d bound down the steps to the kitchen and sometimes Sue would have made her big grown Sunshine Boy a hearty omelette or some french toast which would be waiting for him on the kitchen counter.  Sometimes Dad would be reading the newspaper..the sport section. They’d chat about that. He’d wolf everything down while guzzling some oj.  If he was in a big hurry, he’d say he was going to go get breakfast on the way with friends.  Which basically meant doing a donut and soda pop run at King Soopers located nearby the school. He’d run back upstairs once more and quickly brush his teeth (if he had time). Out the door and then speeding down the drive in his Beamer with 10 min (Dyl ETA 5 min) to get to South Wadsworth Blvd., Littleton, and then on his way to CHS (10 min (again 5 for Dyl) and about 15-20 min to get to the AMF Bellevue  Bowling Lanes on South Federal (I happen to know that it ain’t all that conveniently close to CHS).  His curls would be drying in the breeze of the half-cranked down windows while his music was blaring and his subwoofers reverberating his tiny black car.  Just another ‘Day in the Life’ of Dylan Klebold doing his weekly, monotonous Morning Ritual. Some were better than others – especially if he had some good company with him….

Quinton Tarantino, he’d been rumored to like Uma Thurmon (unsure of the original source), 

Roger Clemens, Randy Johnson, Lou Gehrig. He probably also liked Julie Strain, Woody Harrelson and Juliette Lewis, Harvey Keitel, Steve Buscemi, Michael Madsen

From the source himself.. 😉 Johnathan Taylor Thomas,  Tommy Hilfiger,  Will Smith, Sean “Puffy Combs”, Hanson and Richard Marx

See here.  If the link doesn’t work for you, use the search and type in ‘National Enquirer’ and ‘Randy Brown’. 

No thanks. You couldn’t pay me to. 

No, it’s a fake. You can even tell by how the posts are written that the faker lacks the intelligent, articulate flair for words that Sue has.