As per usual, I had an entirely different musician picked out to join the island. But I thought, why not go back to the beginning and why not celebrate my current Memphis status. Using the previously laid out rules, Elvis on the island (at least when I see him, Maggie may differ) will be in his young, Hound dog, yet to sell out to Hollywood stage. I mean come on, those lips, that hair, those eyes, the way he can move those hips!
Even a Beatles fanatic such as myself can appreciate such a fine specimen; it helped moving to Memphis of course. I will just have to keep him away from the peanut butter and banana sandwiches, but I am sure I can think of something to keep him occupied. :)
2 comments:
We went to the completely opposite ends of the spectrum with our musical choices. And, yeah, black leather Vegas comeback Elvis would have been my choice!
I dig black leather Elvis too but definitely not white rhinestone pantsuit Elvis. Complete opposite ends of the spectrum but both still quite yummy!
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