Dead Elvis And His One Man Grave
No tax audit here
Some times you find a musician that just really embodies everything you really want to get behind, that special talent that seems to read your mind. Well here comes Dead Elvis. He has everything we here at S&S like. Musical acts that grossly offend lovers of our cultural icons, fierce one man bands, sex with fruit, Shemale pornstars and of course hip hop.
You know what I love most about Dead Elvis, he gets away with the stuff I never do. When he rides the subway wearing a pompadour adjourned skull mask and menaces people with a crowbar, does he get arrested? No but I do. When he tries to pick up girls at the club by showing them the remains of his dead cat, does he get the bouncers called on him? No but I do. When he tries to claim the Mind Monkeys that live in his brain as dependents, does he get audited? No but I do.
I’m completely convinced that he loves me and that he can get away with all of these things. I am also convinced he will give me his dead underwear someday.
HUG ME DEAD ELVIS, HUG ME NOW!
-Uncle Wheat Toast
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