Bet your knee caps
Boxes, cardboard and Elvis Presley.
Just a thought, make it less, forgetting to bank the indignant, forgotten, forgetful. Lease the left by wallowing in a frigid melancholy, boxed up like a flag pole taking a nap. Dancing is unlike anything ever, beside the sofa which was moved to make room; with a view. Apples and oranges, apples and oranges.
Elvis, cardboard boxes.
5 comments:
Get all those Elvis records, stick them in a box then burn the lot.
you cant treat the king like that, deb.
Dance the Patella!
Deb: I only have one Elvis CD and burning it would cause a horrible stench.
ghost: agreed.
zhoen: isn't the patella a part of the knee?
Oh. I get it now.
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