Couldn't find old thread. Know this kid from college. http://brobible.com/life/article/who-is-eric-lannon/ http://rvamag.com/articles/full/25187/eric-lannon-is-currently-behind-bars-facing-3-felony-charges Anyways, he posted this on Facebook today:
A friend of mine is always liking and commenting on his posts. Lannon starts messaging him and calls him wanting to go to mullet toss
it sounds like he basically goes through life conning people into giving him stuff so i doubt he has a car BamaNug what was this guy like in college? seems hard to imagine him sitting in history 201 or whatever
I think ACC was also heavily involved. Cliffs from what I remember. -Sociopath -Hung around Widespread Panic shows and college towns -Was good at figuring out common interests and lying about mutual friends with complete strangers -Partied with strangers who believed they actually knew him somehow (but were drunk) -He drinks their booze, eats their food, steals their clothes. -Steals money when they sleep -Sometimes turns crashing on someone's couch into extended couch surfing experiences against the will of the couch owners -Doesn't seem like a real person, but actually is. There was a forum or blog somewhere that compiled the stories. Was pretty funny.
He's not associated with this board. He's just an egotistical try-hard faggot - who gained infamy in the jam band circle by stealing from people and preying on their kindness On mobile and I have no clue why it all of a sudden decides to use psychopath font...
asshole to a lot of people if that’s who you are. It’s something totally different for you to be projected as a cultish, folklorish figure within southern fraternity life… I think a lot of it has to do with people don’t really know who I am. They read a bunch of stuff and it’s these people that don’t know me. They just say whatever they want to say because it’s the cool thing to do. I went to a bar and asked somebody if they knew who Eric Lannon was and the guy was like “yeah, yeah. He was at this Disco Biscuits show a couple years ago and took a shit on the floor of the show.” Nobody even questions it, everybody just believes it. I’ve never been to a fucking Disco Biscuits show before in my life and I think the Disco Biscuits suck.
my dumbass roommate invited this guy back to our house one night when i was a sophomore and it took us 3 days to get rid of him
I've got a $75 dollar Yeti cup, no way Lannon could afford that shit. I declined the sticker that came with it because I don't feel like doing their advertising for them.
He's 2-3 years younger than me, and was there for more than a semester but I think less than a year. But he was among the group of kids rushing all the fraternities and that was my main interaction with him. He came to a few of our parties before we kicked him out/sort of blackballed him. He really is savvy with the name game, it's weird. Just talking to me he was able to rattle off 3-4 people I knew that he claimed to be friends with. Eventually he gets drunk and it turns into his typical deal---he starts talking about how much money he has, starts talking shit to people (including those in the fraternity) about how he could buy them, the amount of his trust fund, etc. Just walks over and takes beers out of the fridge without asking, if there's a pack of cigarettes on the table he's grabbing one and asking later. Takes some balls to do around a bunch of fratty 20-22 year olds that are all hopped up on mountain dew and have been drinking all day. He got his ass beat outside of various houses 2-3 times due to this shit, I think that's why he eventually left. While he was in college, I guess 2007-2008, he was still in his parents' good graces (as far as I know) and so still had money/wasn't a vagabond. There's a letter his mom wrote him, once all the shit hit the fan, that's floating around on one of those Widespread message boards where she just lambasts him and calls him out on all his conning and manipulating people, basically cuts him out of the family. Was actually really sad. This happened to one of my good buddies in Birmingham. My buddy was working as a server at a fairly nice restaurant, I guess Lannon saw something about it on facebook. My friend is a nice guy who can't say no to anyone, so Lannon reached out to him (via cellphone at first) and asked if he was in Birmingham, he was going to be swinging through, and my friend, thinking nothing would come of it, said yea, let me know when you're here and we'll grab a beer. I really think Lannon just took a greyhound bus from Virginia to Birmingham after this convo, because not 2 days later, he starts blowing up my friend's phone again, this time from various numbers and leaving messages asking if he could crash for a night. My friend ignores him, thinking it's pretty weird. Eventually, Lannon just shows up at my friend's restaurant. After having his calls ignored for several hours. They go get some beers, and Lannon pulls the typical "my wallet and cell phone were stolen/catching a private jet back to Virginia tomorrow/I'll hit you back/can I crash on your couch." My friend brings him back to his apartment, with 2 other friends, and Lannon immediately goes and grabs a beer from the fridge, sits on the couch, and starts talking shit to all the friends about how much money he has. He has no cell phone (uses other people's cell phones throughout the time), no money ("I'll get you back later") and 1 backpack with a handful of clothes. One day turns into 3-4 days of the same shit. All the roommates would go to work, Lannon would sit at their spot and drink all their beer, eat all their food, and I have no doubt rummage through all their things. I was even Birmingham visiting some friends while this was going on, saw Lannon with them at the bar on day 2 or 3, and my buddy pulls me aside to give me the story. Everyone else around confirmed. Eventually, my buddy drove him to the Greyhound bus station and forced him out of his car and left him, hasn't heard from him since. I know it's easy to say "fuck that, I'd tell him to piss off," but I think people are just so shocked to see an individual actually act the way he does. And because he can play the name game so well, he probably convinces some naive souls that he'll hit them back 10-fold, and he'll be gone tomorrow. All the stories are completely true, I know several people that have been "Lannon'd." I know he's gotten his ass beat multiple times due to this because of his reputation preceding him, so I doubt he can really get away with it anymore. Hence why he's served time in jail, may still be there.
Oh man I knew (and I think everybody knew) people that did shit like this but I thought you just kind of grow out of it after college.
He's not in jail and is still in Richmond. I ran into him at a bar two weeks ago. It was like 10pm on a friday at a small divey type beer bar so not a ton of people there. I didn't recognize him at first but he was sitting by himself and my girlfriend and I sat at the bar next to him. He found a way to insert himself into the conversation we were having with the bartender and then I realized who he was. He ordered us beers when we weren't paying attention to him. He was definitely on his way to try some shit but then he figured out that I knew who he was. He then started bragging about just getting released from prison for tax evasion. He told us that he doesn't believe anything he's done in his past was wrong and people judge him for no reason. He started creeping out my girlfriend when I'd be talking to someone else which ultimately led us to leaving. He was wearing that same Yeti hat in the picture in the OP
I thought he went to the queerest institution of higher learning this country has to offer, Hampden Sydney
Lannon is actually sitting beside me right now sharing breakfast burritos that he is going to pay me back for.
So BamaNug the question that must be asked is which VA high school did this creature come from? St. Chris/Episcopal/Woodberry/VES? Feel like he probably swindled a year at each one without ever actually paying tuition..
I honestly don't know, I'm not too familiar with Richmond-area schools. Just went to undergrad in the area. Only thing I know is everyone I ever met from St. Chris was weird as fuck. I'm sure he went to whatever the most expensive is.
Oh damn someone I guess attempted to make a documentary on the dude. He is awkward as fuck. The 29 minute mark has a pretty heady cheers. 34 minute mark is him in action.