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I was at a cowboy Karoke bar with a couple of friends in Montana one November a few years back.
One of the friends that was with me is a passible double for Ichabod Crane, but if you close your eyes when he sings, you'd swear Elvis was in the room.
He gets up in front of the crowd and belts out "Suspicious Minds".
The resultant mayhem ended up with him almost being raped by half the women in the bar and my other friend and myself looking at getting the living gak kicked out of us by all the outraged boyfriends for bringing him to sing at that joint.
Elvis, fat or thin, definitely had it going on.
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