Tuesday, October 21, 2003

Who is this strange young man whose blog I just stumbled upon from a link on Tap Dancing Is My Life.
If I wasn't so tired I'd leave a comment or give him a link, or maybe adopt him, or send him jelly beans at Easter, or tell him about the time I met Elvis at the Burger King in Kalamazoo.
Red, Sonny, boys, make sure you super size my Double Whopper with cheese combo meal, and don't forget the extra pickles, and buy that pretty little waitress a Cadillac.
Better yet, I'll just go back to bed and pretend none of this ever happened.
Ok, so Burger King doesn't have waitresses, but you really didn't expect Elvis to know that did you. I mean he led a very sheltered life, what with Red, Sonny, and the boys catering to his every need.