Elvis lives in my basement. He's not picky. He enjoys the privacy. He sleeps on the sofa sleeper and always keeps the rec' room nice and tidy.
We play darts together a lot. Elvis always lets me win.
He's very gracious. That's why he's The King.
Sometimes he picks a fight with Adolf Hitler who lives in my laundry room. But it's always just in fun.
Once Elvis went with me to the mall and entered an "Elvis Impersonator" contest and he won...which was nice.
When my friends come over he always graciously entertains them with a medley of Rogers and Hammerstein show tunes.
I don't ask for rent. After all...he's The King.
We play darts together a lot. Elvis always lets me win.
He's very gracious. That's why he's The King.
Sometimes he picks a fight with Adolf Hitler who lives in my laundry room. But it's always just in fun.
Once Elvis went with me to the mall and entered an "Elvis Impersonator" contest and he won...which was nice.
When my friends come over he always graciously entertains them with a medley of Rogers and Hammerstein show tunes.
I don't ask for rent. After all...he's The King.
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