Or this one. Hmmmm tasty. Dead Elvis.
I got asked for change by an Elvis impersonator the other day. And I wasn't even in Memphis. This was on the back-streets of suburban Melbourne, Australia. (In Elvis Voice) 'Excuse me sir. This is really embarrassing, but could you help me with a cappuccino?' I knew he was an imposter then. Elvis would never drink a cappuccino. Elvis drinks his coffee black! Everybody knows that. I karate-chopped him in the neck and he sunk to the ground a garbling mess. Before he blacked out he sighed: 'Damn, and to think I finally escaped from that flying saucer.'
Anyway. Here's Dead Elvis:
You like that?