Monday, August 16, 2010

The King

Elvis died 33 years ago today at the age of 42. Look at those eyes! Dreamy.


Sure he didn't age well and I am about the same age he was when he passed. But I'll remember the young Elvis because this is my fantasy after all. He picks me up in that convertible from Blue Hawaii and sings Moonlight Swim.

Then perhaps a little slap-n-tickle.

2 comments:

The Mistress said...

Young Elvis = Hot Elvis.

Get your hands on a recent book entitled Baby Let’s Play House for all the dirt on the women in his life.

And pretend you are one of the chosen ones.

hayward said...

I'm shopping now!! Thanks for the tip my dear.