THERE WAS BLOOD SPATTER AS FAR AWAY AS CLEVELAND
Stephen King surprises New Brunswick high school
(Thanks to The Perts)
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October 23, 2012
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Someone had to take The Stand, so why not it's author?
Posted by: PirateBoy | October 23, 2012 at 07:08 PM
That's perty cool ... mebbe he had this in mind when the RBRs split up?
Posted by: O the Umanity | October 23, 2012 at 07:08 PM
Just in time for Halloween.
Posted by: Theresa | October 23, 2012 at 08:54 PM
I imagine they were all carried away by the visit.
Posted by: Clankie | October 23, 2012 at 09:29 PM
How cool. Would he show up for dinner if I invite him? I'll make roast haunch of Deadlights.
Posted by: Wolfsong | October 23, 2012 at 11:16 PM
A great writer and a nice person.
Posted by: nursecindy | October 24, 2012 at 02:01 AM
Everything was fine until a shy girl invited King to the prom. She said not to mind the big St. Bernard and that they could go in her dad's vintage Plymouth Fury...
Posted by: Allen at Division | October 24, 2012 at 09:10 AM
Snork! at AaD.
Now why didn't I think of that? I could have been begging him for years.
Ya just gotta love that man.
Posted by: ubetcha | October 24, 2012 at 09:43 AM
I've found that some of his stories are a little hard to get in to.
But they're hell to get out of.
Great writer.
Posted by: Steve | October 24, 2012 at 09:56 AM
From our extensive archive of aging and ethnically insensitive jokes: search string = "surprise"
Ok, Tong, you can be in charge of supplies.
Hokay.
(time passes, nobody sees Tong, etc., etc.)
Where's Tong?
(Tong jumps out from behind tree, yelling:) SUPPLIES!
With deepest apologies to those of Asian extraction.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | October 24, 2012 at 03:47 PM
When the kids acted up, King asked the teacher to leave the room so he could address the students by himself. As the teacher watched through the small glass partition in the door, a relaxed King sat on the corner of the teacher's desk and spoke to the students at length in a quiet, steady voice. King left the room with a smile for the teacher. When the teacher re-entered the room, all the students were silent and unblinking in their seats, with their hair turned white, and all the whiteboard erasers had mysteriously vanished.
Posted by: padraig | October 24, 2012 at 05:01 PM