Norman Reedus Is STILL Lost. And time is of the essence. Please start by clicking>>>> HERE if you’re just now joining the search… for PART ONE. … “VISINE!!” That’s all I heard coming from my phone as I was once again pressed against the headboard in full freestyle. I had to go retrieve it to respond as I had propped it up facing the bathroom door with the video camer
If you haven’t already, please start at PART ONE by clicking HERE. Wizard World, Nashville, TN. sometime deep into the night. At this point, I can sense that the “Stein” is starting to panic, and I knew I’d have to extricate my little homie from the turlit pretty quickly to prevent any longterm psychiatric damage. I desperately wanted to respond to him as quickly as possible about them damn R
Link for PART ONE: Click HERE. Disclaimer: No Norman Reedus’ were harmed in the unfolding of this glorious plot. Norman Reedus is my homeboy… and this is just what homeboys do. So where were we? Oh yeah, we’re at a Wizard World event in Nashville, TN… and the “Stein” is almost hyperventilating in my bathroom waiting patiently for me to come save him, while I’m doing absolu
Norman Reedus Is Gone. Pt. 2 (for part one click HERE) Okay, so at this point, I’d shed ALMOST everything and was now headboard hyper-lounging… but I can hear the “Stein’s” breathing getting quicker and quicker, and I knew he was approaching panic. Reedenstein: “Oh shit, he just kicked his boots off, dropped his jeans right outside the door… and then put the fu
Let me tell you about the night that I lost Reedus. Coincidentally, it was the same night that I found Reedus. We were at a Wizard World event. And I just wanna go on record and say that I’ve never not known where that fucker was. It was about 12:30am peeking in on a Sunday and I was on the 18th floor of this hotel in Nashville, Tennessee when I get a panicked call from Reedenstein telling me he