[guitar]
[Elvis Impersonator]
(Probably NOT the real Elvis)

       When Elvis Presley was young, he had no idea that he would one day be famous-- not just famous, but the King of Rock and Roll. Likewise, when Elvis was famous, he had no idea that he would one day be a cult icon for the lunatic fringe-- not just a cult icon, but the ultimate paranormal tabloid conspiracy theory UFO/Mafia/CIA abductee.
       Years after his death, people all over the world still see Elvis. Sometimes perfectly ordinary people will resemble The King without even knowing it. Sometimes his likeness will parachute from a plane over Vegas. Sometimes someone's white-male-weird-uncle will dress up as Elvis at a family gathering. Sometimes, maybe, just maybe, it really was Elvis himself you saw walking down the street, flipping burgers, or buying SPAM at the Quicky-Mart.
       The following are *giggle* true stories from real people who have experienced an Encounter of the Elvis Kind.



Elvis is a ghost!
ok
Elvis for dinner
The Coming and Going of Days
Elvis is a cow!
Elvis is a pranker
Elvis was in Roanoke!
YOU are Elvis!
Elvis is a fuxion cardz master!
Elvis in RPGs
Elvis on the Train to Holyhead
Elvis is my father
AwOhO!
Elvis is my Earlobe.
Who was the REAL Elvis?
Elvis is a SAS trooper!
Elvis ate the family Fish!
Doctor,Presley
Do I Look Like Elvis???
Elvis,the mystireous fish
Elvis tried to kill me.
Elvis is my brother!
was there really an Elvis or wasit a dream
Elvis's pelvis got nothin' to do with it
My Corgi was Elvis
Elvis stole my ability to BOOGAY!!!!!
Elvis is my elementary school janitor
Elvis Is Out There
Elvis Went Out with my Mom During High School!
Elvis made Chris cry
Elvis wasn't real!
Elvis the Moneyless
Elvis came to canada
Daddy, that guy has hair on his cheeck.
Elvis the drunk
The American Flag
Last Night
Elvis is a donut robber
Elvis is a zombie
Elvis is MR. EVIL SQUIGGLE MAN!!!
elvis is a meanie demon child
Thrift Evil Elvis
Elvis Lives in My Closet
Elvis ate my chicken
Elvis down under
Elvis ate my twinkie
Elvis is Visser five!
The Kelp Juice
how elvis cut off my finger in the industrial tech room
Elvis is a Racoon!
Reader's Digest stole Elvis!
Elvis is a undercover F.B.I Agent!
Elvis the Vikings Fan!!
Elvis at mcdonalds
I wish I could be who I was before.....
Elvis? A Cat!?!
Now you see him,now you don't.....
Elvis..the invasion of my Tootsie Pop
Juli and Bill's Battle
Juli and Bill's Battle (Part Two)
The quest for the Blue Suede Sword
The Quest for the Blue Suede Sword: Part Two
The Quest for the Blue Suede Sword: Part Three
The Quest for the Blue Suede Sword:Part four
Where's Elvis? Ask Bill!
Where's Elvis? Ask Bill! (part two)
Elvis is Jim Nabors!
whatinthedangbloodyheck?!
I AM TALKING TO ELVIS ON THE INTERNET!!!
Elvis is Denjii O_O
my poor lost hamster
Elvis has Ruined My Film
Elvis is a rabid cow!
Elvis at the gas station.
Elvis stole my orange juice
This is all true. Really!
Elvis has possessed my Principal!
Elvis is my goldfish.
The Epic Battle for The World: Bob VS.Elvis
Elvis is leading Heck's military!!!
Lunch time for Elvis
Elvis Lives Within My Dog
Elvis is destroying Heaven!
We Destroyed Elvis!
I saw Elzilla!
Elvis is an ally with the Claw
Elvis is actually an Iraqi pilot
Elvis in Oregon
Elvis Is Vlad the Impaler!
It Would Be So Cool if This Were True!
I Still Don't Know
Elvis lives in my sock drawer
Elvis Stole My Baby!!
Elvis is a queen
Elvis? In Curlers? In my ROOM?!?
What Really Happened to Elvis!
Elvis jingbiggellydiggle
Kenny McKormic is Elvis!
Elvis is my sister
I'm Elvis!
Elvis - Evil Warlord
Elvis is Backwards
Elvismon?
Elvis flew through the air and exploded!
Elvis is my friend jason
Elvis Was Blown to Smithereens!
I think I saw Elvis!
Elvis ate my brother!!!!
I Don't Know
Elvis' secret career
Elvis is REALLY real!!!
Elvis in my cornflakes
Your Mission: Destroy Elvis!!!!!!!!
I Just Ate Elvis!!
The Mythical Elvis
Elvis' Location
The Elvis Concert
E.C. Part5 "The Rogue Nun"
Elvis on the Internet
Elvis noinwhootzafoozen
Elvis is under FBI Eyewitness protection
Elvis shawutzamahoozen
Elvis a.ka. elvirus
Elvis Imprisoned!
"Burger" King
I ate Elvis
Elvis in Venezuela
Abe or Elvis
I am gonna find him again
Elvis is under my kitchen sink!
Elvis thingamajigy
Elvis; Increadible, edible, the
The Elvis Conspiricy part4
deaf, dumb, and blind
Elvis and Mirabilis?
Elvis is an "elfis!"
Elvis kungpaktau
Elvis lives in Tahoe
Jailhouse Rock
Elvis Is Out There
Spanish Socks
ElvisBound
Elvis is a slug
Elvis at the Granny(NOT GRAMMY!) awards
Encounter
Jolly Old Saint Elvis
Elvis Is An Evil Space Mutant From The Planet Exoid
Elvis & Gamma Rays
The Elvis Conspiricy part 3
STRIKER
Elvis wasn't very nice
The Elvis Conspiricy part 2
Evil Elvis
Elvis and James Polk
The Great Battle
The Elvis Conspiricy
Elvis Assassinated All The Great Rockers
Elvis is my hamster
Elvis WAS Alive
Wow!
Paintballing Elvis!
Elvis is trying to take over the world.
Elvis Fish
King of Donuts
Elvis the speed bump
He ain't nothing but a Ho Ho Hound Dog
Elvis in my Cheese
Grocery Store Trauma
Monsters of Lowe Farm
Elvis loves his Pickle and PeanutButter Sandwich
Elvis ate my car and died.
He's dead for no apparent reason.
Yummy Elvis
my english teacher said
Gift of a Scarf
Elvis is dead, probably
Imposter at Fair
Elvis is a hero
Elvis in my cereal/soup
It came from the um.. 50's.
Elvis Ate My Homework
Elvis is a froggy.
Talk about weird!
The Squirrel
Elvis is my wife?
Welsh Farmer
The Fishmonger
A most memorable Elvis experience
This person was dumb!
A Guilty Elvis?
Elvis Destroyed My Work!

Elvis Destroyed My Work!
Archivis


Well, I never saw Elvis. He's, ya see, too slippery for that. But what I do know is that something or someone deleted my O.H.R.RPG.C.E game-in-construction off my hard drive and it wasn't me!

See, I typed in a simple deltree command. Aiming to remove a glut of files from a floppy I was stunned as a cold icy wind rippled over me. My ears detected the most subtle whispers of someone somewhere crooning about blue suede footware. And that deltree command that should have wiped a floppy....IT TURNED ON ME! My important files were wiped out and ELVIS DID IT!

Do you want to know why? Because I hadn't payed the proper respect to the King. The King knows, my friends, and he will be visiting you soon to wipe away everything you hold dear unless you open up your heart to the truth. ELVIS LIVES -- IN THE DELTREE COMMAND!!!


A Guilty Elvis?
James Paige


One time when I was in high school, I greeted my history teacher by saying "Hi, Elvis!". It wasnt his name of course, I just thought it would be amsuing to call him that. He seemed very offended. It wasnt like him. Normally, when I would say odd stuff to him like that he would look at me like I was crazy and laugh. But when I called him Elvis, he practically flipped out. He started going on about how he was nothing at all like Elvis, and would never die on the toilet of an overdose. It was true of course, he had absolutely nothing in common with Elvis Presley, but it certainly seemed like he had something to hide...


This person was dumb!
APE


This happened to someone else. Special thanks to Ross and Kathryn Petras.

A retired Harvard professor once called the National Enquirer, saying he had a photo proving that Elvis was alive. When a reporter from the Enquirer came to check it out, he saw the photo. It was a picture of the professor in front of his house... alone. "where is the photographic proof of Elvis?" said the reporter.
The man replied, "Elvis took the photo."

True story.


A most memorable Elvis experience
Thorvald


I shall never forget the day I saw Elvis.. It took me a moment before I realized it was him, but once I did the memory of that day was burned in my head forever. It was a thursday, it started like any other school day, but once physics class came around.. or maybe it was during lunch, well I looked across the room, and there he was, just... actually I don't think it was in a room, it must have been out in the open. So anyways, I looked up, or maybe looked down, and off in the shadows.. well it wasn't in the shadows, I don't think. I think it was nighttime though so it looked like shadows.. yeah, that's it, I remember it distinctly. The evening during lunch, I looked down in the open field and there I saw him! and I don't remember what happened next. Yeah, you certainly don't forget a day like that.
Maybe you forget the details, but not the day. Like the time, place, event and why you're telling the story in the first place. You may forget those, but the day will be a cherished memory as long as I live!



The Fishmonger
Anonymous


I met Elvis selling fish in Whitby, I ordered from him a smoked kipper and then asked for his autograph. He looked at me in a strange way and tried to pretend he was a normal fishmonger, but I knew it was him, yes folks,

ELVIS IS A FISHMONGER!!!!


Welsh Farmer
Dickie


Last year I was on holiday in Wales. I was walking through a field full of sheep when I saw the farmer of the field. This was private land so he wasn't very pleased that I was walking through his field and disturbing his flock. He began to shout at me accross the field, I new as soon as he opened his mouth it was him. I ran up to him to ask for his autograph and picture. This made him even more mad (he obviously didn't want to be discovered) so I decided to run away. But before I did I got close enough to see that this Welsh farmer was ELVIS!!!


Elvis is my wife?
Anonymous


One day after a party, I sat down whith my wife. She was a good singer, and I asked her to sing. She started to sing when WHAM! It hit me, she looked ALOTE like elvis, and she LOVED his songs. This may sound strange, but I think elvis is my wife! I mean, she has black hair, she drinks alote, she saide she always wanted to be a spy, and she has a PINK car! Amazing! Why would elvis do it? Don't know. Maybe to see if He/She could be able to disguise himself/herself as a women and be able to fool me.......When i saide she reminded me of elvis, she got mad. The next week, we got a divorce.....True story.....


The Squirrel
SmartyArty


One day I was walking down the street. I saw brown lump in the road. I ran to it only to see the smushed remains of a squirrel. I said the prayer you say to get squirrel's out of Purgetory (as you all know ALL squirrel's are Bhuddists) when I relized something: The squirrel looked just like Abraham Lincolon! Top-hat and all! Yes, our 16th president lives on in the body of squirrels. Then I noticed another brown lump further down the road. I ran to it only to find another squirrel a little more intact. I said the prayer in nd noticed something: the squirrel looked just like elvis!!!! Yes, elvis lives on in the bodys of animals! You might be walking by a farm and spot a cow with a guitar singing about prisons. Or you might go to the beach and see a seagull with blue suede shoes on!


Talk about weird!
Kewlio


I was playing Megazeux. To those of you who don't know what that is, it's a Game Creation System. So anyway, I was playing... it was... I think Cans][ (Cans 2)... No wait, I wasn't playing yet. I was looking at the Title screen... yeah. Anyhow, there's a big can of Pepsi (the author's inspiration for the name "Cans") that's supposed to blow up to reveal a smiley face. (This face is your character in most games.) It did that, but then the smiley blew up! Now that's not supposed to happen. The weirdest thing is... Elvis' face appeared to replace the smiley! Then like 5 seconds later, the computer shut itself down! So remember... If you're playing Cans][, be sure to start playing BEFORE Elvis's face appears!

True story! YEAH!


Elvis is a froggy.
Icer


Everyone knows I am a video game junkie. I know, I am pathetic. but hear me! ELVIS IS A FROGGY!!! you know those annoying little frogs in FF7 with the annoying and slightly lewd name of "Touch me?" THEY ARE ELVIS!! look at the little hip swivel thingy they do!!! ELVIS!!! they are ALL the reincarnation of Elvis...that's why they attack in large groups. it's called collective conciousness.
Oh yeah. And they sing too. Which means they have another innate Elvis talent, thus proving my theory.

OK. this is admittedly really stupid.

But Elvis is a froggy.


Elvis Ate My Homework
Anonymous


I recently had a run in with Elvis. The years haven't treated the King very well, sadly. Oh well... right now I'm just happy to be alive!

I was just walking to school this morning, my school stuff neatly arranged in my backpack, when suddenly a huge shadow fell over me. Turning, I saw a massive form that blotted out the rising sun! The man was fat! REALLY fat! He reached out with one enormous, shapeless fist, and lifted me into the air by my backpack!

He rifled through my stuff, spilling most of it out onto the ground. How I regret now that I had not packed a lunch, a snack, anything to satisfy the monster! His blubbery face contorted with rage, and he looked at me with a speculative kind of expression. It was horrifying!

Luckily, I always keep a spare mechanical pencil in my pocket... I stabbed it deep into the blob that was Elvis' midsection. He flinched momentarily as the compass bounced harmlessly off his protective fatty layer, and in that instant I wrencehed myself out of my backpack's shoulder straps and ran.

I didn't dare look back, but I could hear his thunderous footsteps behind me... getting farther and farther behind, his breathing getting heavier and more desperate.

Finally, he gave a thunderous bellow of rage and gave up his chase. I turned and followed surreptitiously as he waddled, wheezing, back towards my discarded backpack and school supplies. He once again searched for food, but finding none, settled for the papers- both loose-leaf and text book.

I watched helplessly as the blob devoured my stuff, then the massive person stood and- with a quick thrust of his hips that concinvced me he really WAS Elvis- he left the tattered remnants of my academic career in the dust and plodded slowly away into the nearby forest, disappearing into the morning mist. I heard his footsteps for several minutes more, but then... he was gone.

And so was my B average in Algebra.


It came from the um.. 50's.
Misteroo


Okay, there's this lady I know with red hair who decorated her house with all of this... this GARBAGE of 50's stuff... It looks like you're on the set of "Happy Days" or something. She has all of these Elvis collector plates, a juke box painted on the wall, and all of these "back in the good old days" things everywhere, including an Elvis Clock, with legs that move from side to side. If you watch it for too long, you start to develop amnesia, alzheimers, and many other types of "A-Word" Diseases. She never talked about him, though. That's the weirdest part! Since she's such a fanatic, shouldn't she be talking about how she saw elvis in her curtains this morning? It'd be funny if "Elvis" met with her. Then she'd probably go nuts saying, "I SAW ELVIS!" and continue her horrible tastes of fashion. Well, like the great Chichiri-san once said, "Itaii no da" which really means "ouch, y'know" but let's pretend it means "gooday". I'm done...yes. Indeed...bye


Elvis in my cereal/soup
BoB bobathy A.K.A. the man with no candy apple


One time I was eating alphabet's cereal, and I went to put the last spoonful in my mouth when I saw it... it said: Levis... but then I realized, it wasn't Levis, it was Elvis! Later on that day, I had alphabet's soup, and when I was almost done, I spotted letters that said: elvis ill it, which I then translated to: I still live.

So I tell you ladies and gentlewomen, Elvis lives in your food.


Elvis is a hero
Ian, Master of Penut Butter


Well, I know this sounds really screwy, BUT ITS TRUE!
Ok, I was happily working on the O.H.R.RPG.C.E, the gratest DOS program ever, and I was making a new hero when my friend called, with Elvis music playing in the background. Normaly I whouldn't mind, but that day I wasn't in a Elvis mood. I said "Elvis isn't king, stop playing it" he said "Elvis is a hero man!" and I reclesly said, "Elvis is naot a hero!" and my PC restarted! Once I got my game back from the back up file, ALL my heros in some way pertained to Elvis! Hero-1's name was Elvis, and his sprite was swaying its hips back and forth. And so on...so if you don't pay proper respect the the king, he might not pay respect to your RPGs...that sounded really stupid...


Imposter at Fair
?


Ok, so there was this fair in Michigan, that I happened to go to when I was younger. I was walking around, trying to find my babysitter, and I saw him. I am not sure if he actually was Elvis.... but he had black hair, set in a swirl, a white costume with goldish buttons, and huge, dark sunglasses that covered his eyes completely... Of course, I don't BELIEVE that Elvis is alive... but he sure has a lot of people walking around who look like him...


Elvis is dead, probably
Shockin'


I saw Elvis in the school halls a year ago. He turned the corner while I pursued, and then I heard an odd thump. I saw the window with the missing pane there, and Elvis had left a depression in the ground below. I went outside (this was at lunch) to investigate. I saw a footprint in the trees, then a broken microphone. I heard a dog barking, so I ran. THE DOG ATE ELVIS!!!


Gift of a Scarf
DUDE


It was an ordinairy day just like any other when I saw him, the KING. Right in the middle of the street walking in his white suit signing VIVA LAS VEGAS with everyone surrounding hi cheering and screaming. Then he looked at me.
"You there, come here. Come on up with me." he ordered. I couldn't believe I was going to dance with the king in front of hundreds of people. I was so shocked. I got up and danced with everyone booing me. I was so disappointed. I left with a frown.
"Here's something for your trouble." HE said throwing me his scarf. I went home filled with joy.
I woke up finding out it was a dream. But I looked at the chair and found his scarf that he gave me. I knew he was real. No one remembers it but I do.


my english teacher said
BoB bobathy A.K.A. the man with no candy apple


I was in English reveiw class, and the English teacher told the science teacher that he was at a convienient store, and he went up to the register, and bought some candy (or something). The guy rang him up and said "that'll be 10.85, with gas" and he sounded exactly like Elvis. My English teacher said "10.85?", and the guy said "uh-huh" just like elvis. My English teacher paid him and left. When my english teacher said this story, i promised him i'd put it on the internet.


Yummy Elvis
Spiny Norman


I ate him.

Yep, Back in the sixties eating Rockstars was the "in" thing to do. So i went to an elvis concert and ate him. Kinda like hmmmmmmmm, dog i think, yeah BIG dingo dog y'know. Prime rib.

I recall when he disappeared. He went off stage and into my belly!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA I AM THE KING!! back to my tale. He was ringy, not good meat. But i finished him anyway. Shame though, i shoulda eaten someone else beause some people didn't think devouring him was funny. (i sure did) So the little punks amputated my limbs. i type with my nose. Thank you.


He's dead for no apparent reason.
Anonymous


Elvis was on the toilet and he was eating a deep-fried peanut-butter-banana -benzedrine sandwich. He came out of the bathroom, and I was in his living room for no apparent reason. then he kicked me in the head. (Also for no apparent reason.) So I ran up to him and yelled BOO! So he had a heart attack and keeled over dead. So the police came and (Again, for no apparent reason) beat me with Elvis' guitar. Then I wandered in th desert for 4 minutes and 4 seconds, eating grasshoppers for no apparent reason. Then I wrote this rediculous story for no apparent reason.

THE END FOR NO APPARENT REASON




Elvis ate my car and died.
Prozak the Annoying


One day I was going to the store and i saw Elvis. Yes, I know he is dead, but I SAW THE KING. He was dressed in his normal (well, not normal, but normal for him atleast) garb and he was singing that hound dog song. I went over to the King himself and asked him for an autograph (wich must be worth a helluva lotta money now). He agreed, but only if he could have something to eat. I went inside to get a pen and some Twinkeys, but when i came back out, Elvis had taken a huge bite out of my car. Realy! I was looking at him, motor oil driping from his mouth, and i was pissed! I was eating alot of potatoes lately and I needed my car! So i went inside and got a gun. Then, i shot elvis in the foot (I had to let him suffer, he REALY pissed me off). Then i dragged him to his house and fed him bacon grease and made him smoke 2 packs of cigarettes at once. That killed him and I ran away. The cops never found out, but he is still here. That pain in the arse keeps killing my goldarn cars! I am into my third one now, all because of elvis.


What, you don't belive me? Well go ask Elvis, he'll tell you!


Elvis loves his Pickle and PeanutButter Sandwich
Karley Norman


Last night I saw Elvis at the Village Kitchen. Some people think I'm wierd for just giong to the Village Kitchen. But not anymore. They now say to me "Boy, you are cool. You saw Elvis!" and then they laugh. They must think Elvis is funny. Well, anyway. I was in the Village Kitchen, and I sit down at this table. It was crazy. And then in comes Elvis with his big apron and spatulas. He had a some green stuff coming out of his nose and around his mouth. I thought he had lost his Kleenex, but it turns out he was just eating a peanutbutter and pickle sandwich. Yup, thats him. Good old Elvis Friesen, the local cook.


Monsters of Lowe Farm
Adam Kroeker


Over the hills and far away, there is the town of Lowe Farm. This is seemingly your run-of-the-mill town, except there is no mill. But there is an elevator. And a school. And some rat-infested baseball diamonds. But amidst all the hustle and bustle of the town lies a quaint diner, Netties Cafe. Now this cafe is definately not your run-of-the-mill cafe. For in this building I saw Elvis. Not just any Elvis, but the King type of Elvis. For starters, the cafe itself is weird. Rumor has it that Nettie herself sleeps upstairs, and that late at night you can hear her singing. Singing about a pair of shoes and some time in jail. Well, here I enter the story. After a long day of truck driving, I stopped at this small cafe, and my life changed forever. I sat down at this table and low and behold, Nettie herself comes to serve me. And then, beneath the hairnet, I saw the light. A sleek wave of now-gray hair accented her ever increasing waist size and I peered down at a mint pair of blue suede shoes. Elvis is real, and I saw her...umm...him. I did, I really did.


Grocery Store Trauma
NewDarkSon@aol.com


It was the day before Thanksgiving and I was shopping at my local grocery store with my baby. I was carrying Little Keith in his cradle in one hand and a carton of eggs in the other. Then all of a sudden some guy sped towards me in his shopping cart and smashed into my cradle. Little Keith flew out and landed on the floor. Since the store was busy I watched in horror as my little boy was trampled to the ground. Instead of going after my baby, I turned around to throw my eggs at the sick man who had done this. To my dismay it was the King of Rock and Roll himself. He said, "Sorry miss." Even though I'm a guy. But I forgave him just the same. Sadly enough Little Keith didn't make it. But it compensates the sighting of Elvis.


Elvis in my Cheese
Adam Kroeker


So, I was eating my cheese the other day. Now, let me stop right here and state that this was not your average cheese chunk, slice or curds, this was a cheese stringy thing. One that tastes like rubber and you can bend. Well, I take a chomp of this here cheese, and guess what happened. Well, not much, but then, in my boredom I began to peel the cheese string by string. It was quite stimulating. Well, I had just about completed a perfect bust of some celery man thing with little eye holes and all. But would you know it, off drops one of the stringy things. In my rage I smashed the bottom of Mr. Celery and behold... Elvis appeared. Trust me, it was wierd.


He ain't nothing but a Ho Ho Hound Dog
Adam Kroeker


Elvis lives. He does. But how, may you ask? Well, settle down around the fireplace and I'll tell you the truth. You may wonder how a man can live undetected for decades, and especially a famous man at that. Well, herein lies the answer. Elvis is Santa. Who else could get away with just being there. As Santa, Elvis could live peacefully all year long, getting kids to sit on his lap at Christmas and dropping by the mall at Christmas in July sales. Heck, he could walk around as Santa all year, and nobody would care. And think of how easy it would be for Elvis to play the part, with his Jello-like belly and all. I tell you the truth. Next time you sit yourself down for a picture with Santa amidst a snowy backdrop nestled in amongst Donner and Blitzen just take some time to realize you are sitting with not only a warm-hearted man, but the king!


Elvis the speed bump
Prozak the annoying


Want to know where Elvis is now? In the Kmart parking lot. I saw it all. These people who worked for Kmart went to the cemetary and took seven corpses, one was elvis, and brought them back to the store. I was curious so I folowed them. They had cement trucks all around the place. They unloaded the bodies and put them in a line on the blacktop. Then, this is the freaky part, the poured cement on the corpses! Then they smoothed it and painted it yellow! Now Elvis is a speedbump in the Kmart parking lot!


King of Donuts
Pef2004


You want to know where Elvis is? Why, everyone has seen Elvis. He is always flying with his alien buddies. Sometimes he stops by Bigfoot's place and grab a bite to eat and watch movies like Grease, Hotshots, and every movie with an old fashion beach party. Where he is truly living away is at the IDAHO. International Donut Association Headquarters Obsession. He is the head huncho of IDAHO. He has been figure heading it since he wanted to retire but had to fake his death to do it. Now, as the official taste tester, he is so horizontally gifted he can play in a Free Willy movie as Willy and all his family at once. He has no regrets about this and finds it easier to hide his real ID. So, next time you have a donut hole or your opening a box of Dunkin' Donuts remember this. He has been eating that stuff since the 50's to make sure it is safe. Enjoy a good breakfast for The King Of Donuts.


Elvis Fish
Ryan


I think Elvis' ghost has been making contact with the living. I was in a pet shop downtown, walking in the fish section. You know, that big, black room with about 40 fish tanks and flourescant lights. I glanced around quickly, and took a double take. I saw what seemed to be a reflection in one of the tanks, OF ELVIS. I quickly vanished and nobody else had seen it.


Elvis is trying to take over the world.
Murry the all-powerful demonic skull.


I have been taken in by the many stores that told of Elvis' death, just like many others but then, after a bizarre string of events I came to know the real truth. I will tell you of them now.
One fine morning in the middle of a thunderstorm I was running through the mud butt naked. suddenly I saw two beady eyes watching me from under a bush. I quickly constructed cloths out of rain drops, rocks and dirt and the ran over to the bush to see what kind of sicko would be driven to watch nude children play in the mud in a thunder storm. I lifted the bush up and was started to find (no, not Elvis) but two eyeballs laying in the mud. a few yards away a eyeballs dog lay in the mud gasping for breath but I paid little attention to it because I was trying to figure out who these two eyeballs belonged to.
Suddenly the eyeballs started eating the nearby dog. it was really, really nasty so I watched intently. It was pretty cool. Anyway, the dog didn't care much for this act so he reached in his pockets and pulled out twenty seven large nuclear missiles. he then screwed the cap off each one and drank the contents. slowly he started transforming until a life size model of (no not Elvis) but a fire breathing worm from mars stood before us. It was about 6 and a half feet tall. Suddenly his voice rang out over the thunder a sound of rain drops. 'I am hungry.' it said. 'I demand that you make a stew for me out of the neck hair of a purple baboon living in the antarctic plucked by plutonium tweezers constructed by orange slugs in Papua New Guini.'
'Yea right!' I said. I picked up the two eyeballs and popped them in my mouth and ate em'. I was still hungry and the worm in front of me was getting more irritating by the minute. So I ate him too.
And that is my story about how Elvis is trying to take over the world. E-mail me at 'parelandra@juno.com'
Thank-you.
Your friend
Mick.



Paintballing Elvis!
Havoc.....Yes I do Exist!!


It might of been my imagination, but a trip I took to a paintball field recently turned out to be more interesting than it originally looked to be. It was a normal day of play at (name withheld for secrecy reasons) and I was enjoying some games in the semi walk on groups. Lunch comes around and I am just beat, when all of a sudden I get this incredible urge to look behind me at one of the fields, and there, walking off the field taking his mask of was...dramatic pause...*drums* bum bum bummmm.....ELVIS!!! I was amazed that he had decided to leave his home to play a game of paintball with all us "common folk". I did not ask if he was who I thought he was because I didn't want to draw attention to him, but I know it was him who was waddling up that hill into the parking lot! Elvis is alive and he's playing paintball!!!.....or he's dead and not.


Havoc


Wow!
Anonymous


I saw Elvis this morning!!! It was sooooooo cool! I was so surprised! I ran up to him and we started talking! Then we decided to go do something! We did the most amazing things! You wouldn't believe it! We did everything that ANYBODY could ever think of! It was a blast! I can't wait to tell you about it ... ! Everybody would've loved and treasured the fun and active things we did! Even the people who are like, "Elvis? Who's Elvis?" Even they would enjoy the fun and miraculous things we did! I just absolutely canNOT wait to tell you all about it! It was the funnest and most exciting thing in my life! I told my friends and they absolutely can not believe we did such amazing and wonderful things! Amazing things happened! Even after he left! He said something about having to go to a meeting with Boris Yeltsin or something like that. Oh, my gosh! I'm so excited! I just can't wait to tell you all about it!


Oh, nevermind. It's not that big a deal.


Elvis WAS Alive
Fizzle (If you call me Frizzle I shall smite thee or impale the and loot & pillage your town killing people by the thousands or sumthin impolite like that)


Yes, the sad story is as follows, it's a short story but a story none the less. One day, Elvis got a little lonely, so he decided to get a dog. It was a beagle, a huntin' dog. Well, Bob and Little Dude lived next door (they're Hamsters, if you didnt know.) That dog barked all day and parked all night at the two fuzzy rodents, so Bob and Little Dude called up their buddy Vlad. Vlad makes a living (aside from the usual looting and pillaging towns and killing people by the thousands) by being a hitman. The two hamsters paid him well to kill that annoying dog, so over to Elvis's house he went. He went into the backyard, and started to smite and impale the barky beagle. While he was smiting and impaling, Elvis came out and yealled, "Hey! that aint nuthin but a hound dog!" (Hehe, get it? hound dog...) Well, Vlad Saw the diamonds on Elvis's suit and began to smite and impale Elvis. When he was all done, there was nothing left of Elvis except a puddle of icky goo (he smite, impaled, and frapped Elvis) and proceeded to take off the diamonds. As the dog and Elvise lay there in the back yard as puddles of goo after Vlad smite, impaled, and frapped them, Vlad thought about his actions and thought to himself "Ug! shoes stained with Elvis goo, need new shoes." I know this doesn't seem like the normal sweet, cuddly, and caring Vlad we all know and love who merrily loots and pillages entire towns and smites and impales peasants by the thousands, but let me tell you, Vlad is no Care Bear, a Smurf maybe, but by no means a Care Bear. (If you were wondering, Vlad got a pair of Docs and a pair of Adidas)


Elvis is my hamster
Hamster Lips


Call me strange, but I have a nipping suspicion that Elvis is really my hamster.

I saw him at the pet store one day, and, don't ask me why, he appealed to me. At the time I noticed his plump appendages and sexy whiskery face, and BAM it hit me, he was Elvis!! Seriously!!!

So of course, I had to buy him. I also, like any NORMAL person would do, made a shrine about my hamster. Pictures and everything. I called him Mr. Popo. You can check out "his" site, but it does'nt say anything about him being Elvis, lest the world catch on to this conspiracy. But perhaps I've said too much.


Elvis Assassinated All The Great Rockers
the_fogz@yahoo.com


Given Elvis' enormous popularity during the 1950s I have reason to believe that he is responsible for the assassination of all the great rockers. Please do not try to convince me that the deaths of Buddy Holly, Jerry Lee Lewis and JB "The Big Bopper" Richardson was an "accident".
His title of "The King" was defended violently by the assassinations of 60s legends Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin and Jim Morrison. "The King" then succeeded in the destruction of his arch nemesis and rival John Ono Lennon.
Elvis is alive and the real king, Chuck Berry is no longer safe...


The Elvis Conspiricy
Follerman Defender of something or other



Elvis, dead? Fact or fiction? Well I have evidence that Elvis is out there watching,waiting,thinking and plotting.Elvis is responsible for many things that happen in this world. Such as pork. Does pork taste dry to you? It`s because of Elvis! Ever since Elvis "died" he has been living underground learn skills from the lepricons and rat people of the underground world.He has learned how to control electricity in an area by shaking phone wires.Have you ever been on the internet and suddenly you`ve been disconeted for no apprent reason? Its Elvis. By shaking phone wires in the vecenity of a near by pork truck Elvis dries out the meat.Elvis is also responsible for adding extra votes to Bill Clinton during both his elections. Doing this was completly illogical even for him.Elvis is the force that makes those emergency broadcast messages come on at the worst times during your favorite shows.Just this afternoon (the date is 2-9-00) he shut off the power in my house! Although it only lasted about half a minute it could have caused great havoc!Elvis also cuts out phone numbers in the phone book making it very difficult to call certain people or places.When will Elvis strike next? We will never know for certain.But he is out there waiting to strike. Most likly even when you are reading this he is out there plotting his attack.However bounty hunters and darwfen mercenaries are hunting for him right now.Goodbye for now.

Sencerly
Follerman defender of something or other


The Great Battle
Sir Bob


Ok. . . how should I start. . . I was in first grade, just a little tiny boy, and my teacher, Mrs. Cookiedam, got me in trouble. "Why were you laughing?" Cookiedam asked. I simply replied, "Elvis barfed! It's funny!" and then she got all emotional! "We do not talk about barfing in this class," she said. So I smacked her in the face and ran away crying. That night I saw Elvis in the window! I didn't mean to get him THAT mad! He came into my house and ate MY cheese sandwich! I got mad. I love cheese sandwiches SO MUCH. If anyone disrespects it, I get mad. I tried to punch him but he tore my limb off! "I will come tomorrow," he said. "I expect more cheese sandwiches from you or you shall receive the Elvis Kick." he says.
So the next day I played hooky and trained well. I then practiced by beating up President Franklin Delano Roosevelt(He never really had polio, I just broke all the bones in his legs. He just wanted to sound tough!), beating up Mike Tyson(even though he wasn't born yet, I pretended!), and beating up Hitler(I think I started world war II?). So the next night Elvis came. It was time to show him who's boss! Hiya hiya hiya! Take that and that and that! He punches back! I'll be alright. AWSA! CARUMBA! NIG PAW PAW! CHI CHI! The sparks be flyin'! He reaches for a cheese sandwich. . .
"Super Special Spielberg Spin!"
I made so much wind I blew Elvis away and he died. Then he was reborn by Mrs. Presley.


Elvis and James Polk
I


This story just creeps me out. It still creeps me out. It will always creep me out.
One day I was sitting in Military School and I saw Elvis! Elvis Presley!!!! Everyone screamed and ran out of the school. Then I asked my teacher if I could use the restroom with my friend. He said Ok. In the restroom, Elvis and his companion, James K. Polk, armed with sledgehammers. They started destroying everything. Then I saw a big toe in the sink and threw it at James Polk. They started dancing to the Tropic of Hamster music. Soon we danced too. Then All the little girls and boys and teachers came in and danced with us. Then Elvis left the building! With James Polk.


Evil Elvis
B.O.B.


I saw Elvis' evil twin the other day. He had on green suade shoes and a black shiny jacket. His eyes were red. He was 2ft. tall and weighed 235lbs. He played the clarinet. He said he was Elvis' evil twin and that his name was Al. He said he owned a cheese farm in Pakastan. Then, he pulled out a box with a button. When he pushed the button, Graceland was completly destroyed.
I don't like Al...


The Elvis Conspiricy part 2
Follerman defender of something or other




Hello friends, today I`m going to tell the chaos Elvis has done while I`ve been trying to track him down with the help of Vlad the Impaler. When Elvis was living underground with the rat people he learned to travel back in time by jiggling his hips clockwise and spinning counter clockwise. One time Elvis landed in Scandinavia and he caused a rip in the spacetime continum. The people of Finland, Sweden, and Norway all switched places! Other side effects of his time travel include earthquakes, tornados, typhons, and the election of Jimmy Carter and John F. Kennedy. It may seem impossible but its true! He also made Ross Perot popular by using Furbies and Beanie Babies with subliminal mind control messages. He`s also the one who scratches up your CDs when you least expect it. But do not worry friends Vlad and I have just got some new sharp and pointy objects (he he). Elvis if you are reading this your days are numbered!

Sincerly
Follerman defender of something or other


Elvis wasn't very nice
Kraken


I know where Elvis is. He is in Venezuela picking coffee beans for a dictatorial corporation bent on making more money for itself and less for the people. He was in a field there picking beans and grumbling about someone named Juan Valdez when I found him. I was on a tour in Venezuela because of a school trip. He looked up at me, and I knew it was HIM. HE had grown a stubble, and he had lost wieght, but the similarity was unmistakable. ELVIS. I said "hey Elvis! Why are you working for pocket change? I thought you were the king!" He got mad at me. HE chased me and brandished his hoe for a while, and swayed his hips around. FInally, I escaped him by hiding in a field of flowers (That's what half of their land is used for. Terrible.), and eventually he left. Close call!


STRIKER
Laura


Elvis never died. He went into the army and they had to shave his sideburns off. 5 years later(still w/out sideburns) he came back and got his name changed to Striker and had plastic surgery done, the plastic surgeran didn't reconize him(who know's how, he just didn't)! Now he has a(nother) wife and 2 kids. One of them is a 13 year old girl named Laura, of whom he is very protective. No one (and I mean NO ONE) can date her. This is a true story! I should know, I'm Laura!


The Elvis Conspiricy part 3
Follerman defender of something or other




Hello again friends. In my quest to track down Elvis I have seen him many times and he has evaded me. But today I am going to tell you how to spot Elvis. Elvis can make him self invisable by jiggling his hips counter-clockwise and spining clockwise. This creates an electromagnetic feild around him which bends light around him. This is based on the Philidelphia experiment. One man saw it so you know it must be true! You might think what use is it to be invisable if you make a ton of sound? Well Elvis spins so fast he sucks the sound back into the vartex. Only if he stops sudennly will the sound and shock wave escape from the vortex. Still if you get close you can feel the electronic waves and a small humming sound. These sounds can sound like words. One time when Elvis was time travling (he time travles by jiggling his hips clockwise and spinning counter-clockwise) a group of strange people heard him. This was how the cult of France was born. An after effect of this time twisting includes the nation of France and the nation of The Hamster Republic was wiped from the pages of history. Luckly some of The Hamster Republic survived thus creating this site. Some of you are saying that if this happend how could I know? I was in the same time period hunting him down when he warped history. If this had not happend world peace would be a reality. Elvis must stand for his crimes against The Hamster Republic!

Sincerly
Follerman defender of something or other


Elvis & Gamma Rays
Diz the Poet


You know that big face people say they can see on Mars? It's not Martians, it's not solar wind or whatever... it's just Elvis' new house, on Mars! He built it in the shape of a human head because he likes to mess with people. I know this because he came to me in a dream and explained. It has something to do with Gamma Rays, and deep-fried cheese.
Don't ask me what, because it was all very complicated. All I can say is, he's alive, he's well, and he's living near the polar ice caps, because that's where all the water is. And he misses fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Eeuuw.
Oh, and he says not to worry, Priscilla! She was going to marry Michael Jackson anyway. You didn't fail as a mother. He's oddly compelling, says Elvis. And the aliens who took Elvis to Mars in the first place will be levelling Jackson's ranch as soon as they get back from Sirius Prime or whatever star they're from.


Elvis Is An Evil Space Mutant From The Planet Exoid
HappyHappyHappy!


Elvis is an evil mutant. He almost killed me. He came to the planet in search of donuts to power his super-evil donut-eating space rocket thingamajig 2000, and he landed in my backyard. He is actually a hideous creature that you can't even bear to look at. (Like Al Gore)
He had his super-evil high-powered extra-strength bug zapper drawn. I came out and he tried to zapify me, but I was too quick. I got a lot of donuts from my house and went out again. I was ready to defend those donuts with my life. He proposed that he would give me his bug zapper gun thingy if I gave him a lot of donuts. I told him that donuts were the most valuable resource on the planet and nothing was worth donuts. Before he could zap me, I gave him a Stone Cold Stunner and stole his bug zapper. When he came to, we agreed to have a wrestling match for the bug zapper. So I whooped him and now I have a handy bug zapper. I zapped Elvis and kept his brain in a jar for a souvinere. It make a good midnight snack. (Just kidding, but my hamster likes it!) I saved the world from total destruction, and now with the strongest weapon, I can finally execute my plan to take over- er.... I mean... Help the world to peace. Yeah. That's it. K........


Jolly Old Saint Elvis
Monkee


One Christmas, I snuck downstairs to go get a banana, and Santa flew out of the chimney and smashed through a wall. A mask floated down, and it was a mask of a chubby old fat guy. I looked over at Santa, only to see Elvis looking back at me. Then he touched the side of his nose and transformed into a flying hound dog and flew up the chimney


Encounter
ScreenWriter


It was the middle of the night in the middle of a thunder storm. Every couple of minutes lightning was lighting up my house. I couldn't even remember why I was awake i just knew that something was wrong. The boring episode of I Dream Of Jeanie was droning on when the power went out. I was startled, I got up when I saw a light coming in through the window. I was a erie light, something that was beyond description.
I heard a voice then, it was my Twisted Christmas cd. It was on the track were elvis was talking from heaven. I turned around and started pushing the power button on the remote (i'm way to lazy to walk two feet to turn it on the 'normal' way) it wasn't working I just thought the battery was dead and i didn't give it another thought so I laid back down on my couch then I remember that the lights were also on when the power went out! I got up and grabbed a flashlight from the cabnet. I turned it on, then when i turned around there was this blueish green portal behind me. And when it dissappeared there wear three humaniods in black robes standing there. I was spooked but I didn't have time to think, the first one took off his hood and stood there facing me. The a sword appeared in his hand and he ran at me screaming something and i'm surprised nobody heard it well i concentrated and when i looked at my hand I had a sword. He swung on a wide arc at my head. I countered then he tried to stab my i jumped aside just into the other guy who had a staff. He swung the staff at me and then when i tried to counter my sword turned into a ladder.
Bam!!! I hit him across the face and he dissappeared. As i tried to figure out what was happening the first gut lunged at me. I slammed the ladder onto the floor and jumped and flew into the air. I came down rite on his face. The third guy pulled back his hood and it was Elvis. I was too surprised to listen to what he said but it was something about completing the test. I thought this was a dream at that point so i picked up my ladder and just for the heck of it i swung.........




Elvis at the Granny(NOT GRAMMY!) awards
King Bob


One night I was watching the Granny(NOT Grammy) awards and then it was Christina Aguilera's turn to get an award. Christina Aguilera looked reaaally ugly today. She had black hair, a big head, big hands, and she had make up all over her. She won the award for the Best Salami.
"Ohhhh, thank you big mamas!" She(?) said.
That was odd. She never talked like Elvis. Wait. . . ELVIS??
I quickly ran to wherever the Granny awards took place. I hit the Christina Aguilera imposter across the head with the microphone!
"Take that! And that! And that!" I said.
One of the guys who worked at the Grammy Awards tried to stop me. HA! I stuck the microphone down his throught.
" No one gets in my way when I'm fighting off Elvis!" I said.
The crowd ran away scared. Then I got out my Elvis Vacuum and sucked him away! It was a very good day.



Elvis is a slug
sam64@jps.net


So there I was, chopping down street signs and billboards off the interstate for food for my youngins', when all of a sudden I notice something moving below. I look down and there's a slug, staring at me. Just sitting there...mocking me...thinking it's better than me...laughing at me!! I was about despose of this evil creature's life when suddenly IT LEAPS UP AT ME AND STARTS STRANGLING ME! Gasping for air, I grab the slug and put it eye to eye level, when I noticed something. It's face looked just like ELVIS! The King! SERIOUSLY! Before I could do anything it bit a big chunk out of my finger and I tossed it into the interstate and a semi hit it and nearly lost control. What was left of The King was a 1/2 mile long mucus trail.


ElvisBound
Jester


For all of those who feel a tingle when they hear the name Elvis, wondering who is this king? where did he really come from? why does he shake his pelvis at everything that moves? well, I know it all. Don't ask how I know because that is for another time when I have more digital ink to write with. Anyways, there once was an alien, named Sivle who, like all sterotypical aliens, wanted to annoy the human race and then have a cheap movie made about it. So he worked in his little spacement(his parents interstellar basement) on how he would take over the mind of the silly monkeys that inhabit Earth. Well, he came to the planet to study us. After a couple of gang-probings, Sivle decided he needed a costume or he would end up in a tabloid somewhere.(then he would be regarded as fiction like celebrities and viagra) So he took all that was cool at the time and slapped together a pretty wicked costume of a oily haired pretty boy. He stepped back and took a look his work of art then donned it for a test spin. He came across a cow, swiveled his hips at the beast.(that's how the aliens on his planet communicated) Well the cow screamed in ectasy and fell over, overwhelmed by the coolness of the action. Sivle realized he didn't need to study us anymore for he was wearing his weapon of mass destruction already! So he took to the club scene, changed his name to Elvis, and appeared on many a television show. But through time, the alien started to age so he donned bigger and saggyer suits, until...... the saggyness finally killed the big guy. But, why do we see him still? Well, the Elvis thing almost worked for the aliens but not quite. They decided that they don't need to take over our planet. If enough aliens in Elvis costumes wondered around Earth it would freak out a bunch of people. I mean, what is better? To take over the planet or to send the majority of the population to the insane asylum and then take it over later?


Spanish Socks
Little Woody


Well, me and my friends were out, down the the local pool hall (Guiodo's) and I met this girl named Sharon. She swore up and down that elvis was in her spanish sock that she keeps in the SPAM can under her bed. I said, "No way." She took me to her house and showed me..there was a dead lizard in the sock. I said "Sharon, your insane." She said, "No, look closer," I looked and then the lizard jumped out of the sock and bit my eye out. So at the hospital Sharon was in the waiting room when I came out and someone was with her, none other than the King himself, he said, "Sorry Kid, I was just joking around." This made me mad. I ran in a room and grabbed a wheel chair, charged at Elvis and scooped him up and pushed it out the window.


Elvis Is Out There
Kevin


Well this story is more of a perspective than an encounter but here it goes anyway. I believe that Elvis is out there somewhere. I don't know where but I believe he is somewhere in the world, hiding, maybe waiting for the right time to reappear to the public. All these people say they see Elvis but yet some of them are just made up. But there are some people who have truly seen the real elvis. Think about it. Sure some of them are just trying to get attention. Some miss him so much they want him to be alive. Yet some I believe have really seen him. They have seen the real elvis and do not lie about it. Then there are some who say he was abducted by aliens or that he is an alien, but that is more than likely not true. But there are people who have seen him. These people my friends have seen him and they may have only seen him for a second and then he left, or some may have seen him for 10 minutes, just standing there. In any case Elvis may or may not be out there somewhere. More than likely he is not, but there is always that little chance that The King is out there, alive and well. I for one believe the King is alive. Waiting for the perfect time to reappear to us all. The King is out there.


Jailhouse Rock
BillyBob


Elvis isn't dead, y'know. He is rotting away in a smelly Federal Penitentiary, serving 452 consecutive life sentences for killing everyone in the state of Rhode Island* (making him eligible for perole in 4 years.)

I kicked a cop in the butt and called him "foofy neener head," so I was taken down to the jail; lust in time to see one of the greatest congrugations of musical convicts. James Brown, Willie Nelson, Coolio, and Elvis were all singing, dancing and endorsing Lipton Brisk Iced Tea.**

They were thrown in solitary confinement after that, and I never saw them again.


*He was framed-- O.J. Simpson actually did it

** Brisk Iced Tea is a trademark of the Lipton tea company, and is protected by copyright laws. If anyone uses it without expressed written consent (or implied verbal consent) they will be beaten to death with a stale, week-old Hostess Twinkie***.

***Twinkies are a trademark of the hostess corporation. You will be cast into the Gorge of Eternal Peril(The one from Monty Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail) if you don't ask for permission before using it


Elvis lives in Tahoe
amozarti@hotmail.com




It's true..the king lives in a trailer behind the old Sahara Tahoe building. I saw him one afternoon snacking on 2 double cheese whoppers...it was fantastic !!Then he went into "Only the Strong Survive"...it blew me away...just fantastic. After that he pounded down a large order of fries...and then..the next thing I knew..he was on one knee...sweat pouring...singing "Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain"....Just very moving. So there you have it. The King is alive and well and living at Tahoe.


Elvis kungpaktau
The Xenonerd


Weclome to the wild land of the happy grasshopper chihuahuas. I have experienced much of these inane creatures and they don't like tuna fish. Now that you have cleared this up Elvis went running that way. They took out his brain cuz he wouldn't stop screaming and spitting on the little girl. Now he is good. Good good, be good, be nice and the elves will treat you well.


Elvis is an "elfis!"
by the Fluffy Mu


I was a-roaming through the convieniently placed enchanted forest glade, when I spied an elf. This was your average New-York style elf, except the hair. It pushed out like a rusty cannon on a sunken ship. Then he began saying, "Blue suede shoes. Don't be a hounddog. I like gophers!" I was so scared, I screamed and ran. Therefore, Elvis. Yeah.


Elvis and Mirabilis?
Kewlio


Yeah that's right! Mirabillis! The guys behind ICQ! I'm SURE that he's the president! Yeah, Elvis. He's also a member. His nickname is Washington Irving, and his first name (that he entered) is David. But this guy wants to TAKE OVER THE WORLD! If you've read the other Elvis sightings, you know that Elvis is rude, violent, alive and dead. I'm sure that David is ELVIS! Ask HIM! His ICQ# is 323 (reserved for staff of Mirabillis). He also says that if you start a conversation, he'll kill you once he takes over the world. Our only hope is some girl named Lou that sniffs Elvis's eyeball.

No joke.

Go away.

No, really. Go away.


deaf, dumb, and blind
Jocko


Greetings. I am a deaf, dumb, and blind retarded quadrapalegic
orangutan from New Haven, Conneticutt. One day, when I was sucking on
the severed fin of an extinct species of Austrailian dewgong, I noticed a big splotch of grease dripping on the ground in front of me.
I took one look at that puddle of sickening brown-grey sludge and that's when it hit me-- WHAM! That grease could come only from the great, the one, the only pelvis-rotatin' monarch of the Rock n' Roll world, Elvis.

I looked above me to see Elvis sleeping there on a park bench (which somehow was magically floating independently above my head), his hair dripping with grease. He had stubble on his face, and looked worn weary from the world.

So I says to him, "Hey Elvis!" I paused for a moment, unsure of what to say to someone who died before I was born. "You suck!" I blurted out. He immediately arose from his slumber, wielding a huge inflatable innertube he keft in his face. HE chased me all around the park, screaming various obscenities.

"Hey, wait a minute! You're dead" I finally said.
"Oh yeah! Well you're a deaf, dumb, and blind retarded quadrapalegic
orangutan from New Haven, Conneticutt." he responded, coughing up a live bird from the bowels of his gut with a tremendous burp.

Then Elvis fell down for some reason; presumably weakened by my miraculous powers of reasoning. Soon after, I metamorphasized from a deaf, dumb, and blind retarded quadrapalegic
orangutan from New Haven, Conneticutt to Hannibal Lectar from Silence of the Lambs.

I ate his liver with some beans and a nice ciente.



The Elvis Conspiricy part4
Follerman Defender of something or other


Elvis,king of all that is greasy and semi evil, is striking us on the home front! The other day he broke my two month old playstation by removing the ball bearings! He is everywhere,his crimes range from page ripping from your favorite books to planting bugs in your computer. Think, have you experianced unexplanable bad luck latly? There are places where Elvis dares not go, like Wal-Mart,bait shops,comic book stores,and most goverment installations. Elvis gains power when he goes to places like McDonalds,K-Mart,Jack in the box, and exercise buildings. To repell Elvis you need special items.Elvis repelling items inclued health food,tooth picks,and fast reliable computers. Even with these things Elvis may strike. Be causious as Elvis is using Al Gore as his puppet to take over the world. There is only one weapon powerful enogh to destroy Elvis,The Holy Handgreanade of Antioc! Till this ancient holy weapon can be aquired we must hold Elvis off at all costs! Before I go I must inform you that I must change my name to avoid Elvis`s mid-western hic mafia. From now on I am Mr. Napalm. To Elvis thats Mr. Napalm Sir!

Sincerly
Mr. Napalm

P.S.
Did you know that P.S. stands for post script?

P.P.S.
Who made that up anyway?

P.P.P.S.
Are you still reading these?

P.P.P.P.S. Never pet a burning dog.

P.P.P.P.P.S. It hurts.

P.P.P.P.P.P.S. Always where bright clothing when riding a bicycle at night.

This section was supposed to be filled with legal stuff but the post scripts took up to much space.

P.P.P.P.P.P.P.S. This is the last post script I promise.



Elvis; Increadible, edible, the
Not Bill Clinton


Well it all started five days ago and some sort of time distoration warp rip thingy, and Elvis was on this toliet, see, when his future form plopped out and nearly landed on him. Well, Elvis jumped into the vortex and started being warped to places stranger than the majority of my sandwiches. Well, he went to the ancinet egyptian era and helped build the pyramid of rock and roll, but sadly, was destroyed by a time travling donna dummers. He said the sphinx wasn't sexy enough, but they didn't change it. Discourage, he went back even further in time where he met a small green dinosaur. Yup. It was YOshi. Elvis cried, "This is bleeping weird!" and jumped back into the vortex, where he traveled into the future. There, he was eating some dougnuts when he realized he had a bit of something on his chin. So he grabbed the nearest napkin and wiped it off, and to his horror, the smudge turned out to be the declaration of independace! Now quite scared, he invented the easy bake oven to make up for it. Then, he went a wee bit further into the future and ate a dodo bird, coughed, hacked, and then cried,"No wonder they're extict! Yeeck!". Broken hearted, he went to the Wonder Years Studio and he played the part of kevin for a week. Sadly, these episodes were burnt down when his easy bake oven overheated. Next, he paid a little visit to his good freind Bill Gates. And you know what? Bill Gates saw the vision of Microsoft after Elvis had thrown him out the window where he hurt not so long ago and deleted hamster dance and ate Freaks and his face, and that's how he became so ugly. Next, he accidently went to not so long ago and deleted hamster dance. He then preceded to eat Freaks and Geeks, and the Super Station (Mistaking it for the supper station) which is why Scooby Doo vanished. Then, he appeared behind me in the truck, put covered my eyes and said "guess who!". Well I thought maybe it uncle louey or fred or verny or jim, I probably would've kept on guessing but about that time I ran into a tree, and As I'm lying there bleeding, I see Elvis, who takes off his fake lips and tells me, "everything you know is wrong! Up is down, short is long, black is white, and cats are dogs. And everything you thought was just so important dosn't really matter, so forget the words and sing along!"
Well, you may find this unconceivable or at the very least unbeliveable, that the planets and the stars can be twisted so easily but let me give you my assurance that you'd have to be some kind of moron not realize everything is abosutly true! And then he died. The end. Do you know how I know all of this? Because I am YOshi! BREM BRO BREM BRO BREM BRO


Elvis thingamajigy
The Xenonerd


Elvis? I knew Elvis, he was a fishing buddy of mine, of course, in my day, we didn't call it fishing, we called it gulp plopping, and it wasn't called a fishing rod, but a stringy stick, as was the style at the time. I believe it was 1954, and everyone was worried about this politician in office who was ruining our country... I believe his name was Godzilla... anyhow, where was I? FISHING! That's right, we were talking about fishing. Bob Clampton, now there was a great fisherman, who were called stickerman at the time. He once caught a fifty pound largemouth bass and wrestled it to exhaustion in a boat no more than two meters long. Now that's what I call a man! Kids these days don't grow up to be men, with their internet and their rap music and all that hoo hash. In my day we didn't have computers, we had rocks, and we were glad to have them. Kids don't appreciate rocks these days. Ol' Billy Henderson had the most extensive rock collection on the block, they were sharp humdingers those rocks! FISHING! We were talking about fishing. Anyhow, the most important thing to remeber when fishing is to always make absolutely sure that you use proper bait. Fish do not eat elves. Anyhow, I hope I was helpful in your Elvis inquiry, I'm going to take a nap.



Elvis is under my kitchen sink!
Joel


It was so wierd. I was doing the dishes. Singing "Jailhouse Rock" to myself when he came flying out and said he would sue me for using his song without permission. He did it. I had to pay him in 35 million cans of spam and had to let him keep on living under my sink. I hope this doesn't get out to him because I can't afford what will happen next.


I am gonna find him again
Augusteena


I been lookin for Elvis for a long time. I was drivin with Billy Ray, well actually he was drivin cause I ain't got my drivers license. Any way we was goin down the raod an he drove right by us. I'd recognize hinm anywhere. I yelled so loud I almost scared Billy Ray to death. He almost hit a sign. Anyway did you know that the first Elvis sighting was right in Sanderson COunty, check it out at http://sandersoncounty.com/elvis.htm>
tell 'em Augusteena sent you



Abe or Elvis
Anonymous


well i was looking at a penny and i saw elvis on it or was it abe well i cant remember because i havent seen a penny in a long time the last one was on a street corner and since i live in a box on an ally and im on a libary computer i ned fud or foood however u sepell it whow the LSd Isj kikin INk ha ha hahasbk this is ah no sumo man on screen dont kill my kniggt ahhhhhhhhhhhh


Elvis in Venezuela
Lonnie Dale


I was in Venezuela helping with the disaster relief during the floods of 1999 when I saw Elvis. As we were flying a search and rescue mission in a US Army Blackhawk helicopter I couldn't help but notice the pilot was chowing on a Fried banana and peanut butter sandwitch, this really didn't faze me. What however got me very worried was when I noticed the pompador protruding from the front of his flight helmet. I knew that something wasn't right. Well we then noticed a group of refugees waiting to be picked up, so the pilot lower the chopper to pick up the waiting crowd, I then noticed to my utter dismay, someone was singing promessed land, and it was the king, next to him in the co-pilot seat was non other then Eric Cartman, from South Park (dun dun dunnnn). We loaded the people and left to drop them off at the Simon Bolivar airport. At the airport as the refugees were leaving the king started throwing white scarves to them, saying "Thank You Very Much" and walked away. All the while I was so amazed at what was happening I failed to take a picture of the King. The last thing I saw as the Helicopter pulled away on another mission was the King and a short fat round kid walkin' hand in hand toward the McDonalds across the street.


I ate Elvis
MOOGLE!


Yeah, I saw Elvis. A little Mini Elvis. He was in my cereal, froot loops I think it was, no, wait, it was cheerios. yeah, AppleJacks. I'm Pretty sure it was Wheaties. Well, I Accidently ate his life away... That's what Cereal it was! Life! I am soooo sure it was Frosted Flakes, or maybe it was Wheaties. Wait I said Wheaties. Well, Anyhoo, I was just Sittin' there, eaten my pop-tarts, when I heard the noise like a fat guy just jumped into some Orange Juice. I didn't pay much attention, but, I drank all my orange Juice. Then I commenced eating my Hat. After Breakfast was over, I decided to play some Playstation. Just then, I got a bad Case of Hiccups. These weren't ordinary Hiccups... The were...
Elvis-UPs!
Yeah, everytime I hiccuped, I could hear the King singing. My mom told me to stop singing, cuz' she hated Elvis. I just Hiccuped s'more. After a while, I had an odd urge to Barf, so I ran into the bathroom to empty the contents of my stomach. I barfed up, and BAMMO! Elvis was floating in my Toilet! Well, that's all I hafta say.


"Burger" King
Hamster Bottom


I was hanging out with mu friends about lunch time. I got hungry and said "Hey, want to share a dog?" my friends refused, so we agreed to go to burger king where they slaughter weat.
When I got there I heard a dog barking, so I thought 'Hey, I can get a dog here' so I went pass a sign that said something like redfoos open, I don't know I can't read.
So i got to this door that had a sign "Restricted. Don't Enter. If you do, you shall be eaten alive by fierce ants" at least, i think it said that because thats what the sound recorded tape said.
Anyways, I walked in, and there was the king, "barking" out orders through his burger. I caught some orders like "Whopper" and "Big kid, like me."
So I, being completly stupid and still thinking he was a dog, went up and took a bite.
He screamed, but no one could hear because he had so much un-chewed food in his mouth.
I took another bite, but he was good, he sang some song, I think it was Stale Bread Sock. Any ways, the giant ant the door had warned of came in and ate elvis!
Then I jumped on his back and came out into the main place and all these girls surrounded me, kissing me for geting rid of Elvis.
O.K. the girl part was a lie.


P.S. I found out that Stale Bread Sock is really Jailhouse Rock.


Elvis Imprisoned!
Mariel, Worrier Princess


I was in Las Vegas when I came across a large stone that had been converted into a prison. Obviously the King was trying to send us a message in one of his songs that if he went missing that's where he'd be. See he was a CIA spy...no not that CIA..the Culinary Institute of America spy. And he stumbled onto the big conspiracy that Twinkie Fillings are NOT REAL CREAM!
Now that I've told you this they will be coming to hunt me down. So please, free me and the King from our captivity. Free us from the Prison in the Stone, write angry letters!
The Address is:

Jailhouse Rock
Las Vegas

Help Us Please!!

Mariel


Elvis a.ka. elvirus
Whats my name?


My friend is Elvis! I was talking to her when I said ELvis was a ball of lard. She got really mad and said bye. She wasn't really off cause her name was on the buddy list. I checked my mail and I had one that was from her. It said "I am not elvis" and then it had a picture below and the words "click here to go to my website :)" I clicked it and I got the message "Error: Drive/c: has been erased and replaced by Drive/elvis: and then a picture of a dancing elvis appeared! when I tried to open something it said Error: Elvis Virus has damsgd your stuff. And when I tried my RPG to run it did, but I was elvis! I was singing on one level when the text; Elvis is hungry and wants to go to the bathroom. So he automatically went to the bathroom and got flushed down the toilet and went scobba diving! He is hiding in the pipes! so remember, don't make fun of Elvis unless you have carefully and cautiously made sure he/she is not elvis.

P.S.: to destroy the virus, download an Elvis song onto your Computer. The lost drive won't be restored but thats fine because theres cool stuf in drive Elvis if you do that! like a game where your Elvis' pshcoligest, and blah blah blah, and blah blah blah....


THE END


Elvis shawutzamahoozen
The Xenonerd


E is for everyone who loved him
L is for the love that he had for them
V is for the valentine he sent me
I is for how indignified I was
S is for the stick I shoved in his eye

It's songs like that that get you right there, you know what I mean? Vote no on Elf abortions!


Elvis is under FBI Eyewitness protection
Fredrich von Beethoven the Third


Elvis is in the eyewitness protection program. His name is now Fredrich (said fredrick)von Beethoven the third he witnessed his own death and now the mafia is after him.He also stole twenty dollars from my sister and then gave it to me. His false identy is a circus midget that juggles flaming spoons. He also is a farmer in Michigan (he farms spoons) He was a cast member of a movie but had so much make up on he looked different.



Elvis noinwhootzafoozen
The Xenonerd


One magical Christmas morning Elvis jumped out of bed bright and extra early to get his presents. When he got downstairs he saw Santa Claus, just now getting ready to go back up the chimney. Since Elvis had seen Santa, Jolly Old Saint Nick decided to give him a special present to keep his mouth shut. He gave the bright eyed rock star a big red box wrapped up with a green ribbon and then snuck out the window with the stereo under his arm. When Elvis sat down and opened the present a jolly little elf popped out of the box. He did a little dance for Elvis, and sang a little song, and Elvis clapped and cheered the whole time as the elf did magical things and performed wondrous tricks. Near the end of his act the elf told Elvis that he would show him his best trick of all just for him. The elf went into the kitchen and gathered up various supplies-- twelve butcher knives, an eggbeater, and a very large blender...

Somewhere out there, Santa Claus laughed an evil laugh. No one is to see Santa Claus.

Elvis was never seen again. The elf was reported to have been seen going down the street kicking small dogs and calling them "Jim".


Elvis on the Internet
The Female Elvis


I was in this chat room and I was talking to one of my friends when all of a sudden it said "Elvis has left the chat room" I started laughing and fell backwards off of my chair! I know it was him pushing me off!!! I know it!!


E.C. Part5 "The Rogue Nun"
Follerman Defender of something or other


It was 1943 1/2 when Elvis decided that he needed more minions in his army of darkness and Bill Clinton was not yet born. He traveled around the world under the name "Iamnotelvis Reallyimeanit". He traveled around recruiting blondes, colon collecters, fish stick farmers, the tribe of toenail cannabels, and people named "Ethelbert". Still it wasn't enough for him. Thus the rogue nun project was created. Actually Elvis had an evil army sign up sheet and it signed on. By "it" the nun. I mean we don't know the gender of the nun. The nun was combined with several items to make it much more powerful. This includes: a can of oil, a scrabble set, tin foil, a retractable pen, a rusty nail, a rabid pair of boxer shorts, and some hedge wood logs. Well to make a long story (if possible) the nun attacked by base of operations and nearly destroyed it. However the nun was stopped by the Vlad the Impaler and Mauler (Vlad the Impaler the BattleBot not the human). The nun was captured in a cryrogenic cell. All was safe until Regis Philbin started saying "Is that your final answer?". This cracked the psionic defense system containing the nun and it escaped. There have been only sightings since....

P.S. Watch Battlebots, its cool.

P.P.S. Comedy Central 9:00pm central time tuesday nights.

P.P.P.S. Wax on, Wax off.

P.P.P.P.S. May you not be mouldy when you cover yourself in caster oil.


The Elvis Concert
Deepthroat


Yeah I saw Elvis. Back when I was still working as a PI. This dame walks into my office tellin' me she thinks I can find him. And I figure why not? I need the work, and I never like to turn down a broad. So she tells me where I can look for him, and I go to this concert in Anaheim where he's supposed to be making a surprise performance. And he comes out on stage lookin' like a punk rock Buddy Holly, and starts singin' "Angels Wanna Wear My Red Shoes" and he.. what's that? Elvis Presley? No I'm talking about Elvis Costello.. Oh yeah! Well same to you pal!


Elvis' Location
Dark Skell Angel



People i must confess.....I know where is Elvis.....Yes he lives and he dosnt lives in Las Vegas no no no! Actually this a stricly Top Secret american secret that I was told after drunking a few important Generals wich for there rank I shall not tell there names. Elvis is actually playing cards in the lost city of Atlantis and he is playing poker and chess with the Yeti,the Boggeyman (also knowed as the DiscoManiac) and BigFoot! And he's good at it...really! What you wish to know Antlantis' location? I'll tell you that another day...


The Mythical Elvis
Lady Angelyssa, Chronicaler of the Order of St. Fred, the Great and Mighty Invisible Gerbil


The Order of St. Fred is dedicated to saving the world from Evil PResidential Slug and his armies of demonic lemmings. The leaders of the Order were in a heated debate over what weapon to use against the Slug to stop his fiendish plan to unleash the CD of Doom (a truly mind destroying mix of Britney Spears, Elmo, and Barney). The outlaw Kira Odare favored Metallica. Or a good sharp sword, whichever was more convenient. Sir Scott of Swamp Castle wished to use Monty Python films and various other Good Movies. Lord Circle, Keeper of Marmots and Smurfs, and I were neutral. Eventually, it was decided that Lord Circle and I would accompany the loyal crew of the submarine HHG Dolphin-42 (think about it) to try to discover a new weakness in the Slug's defenses. We were deep in hostile territory, when we were attacked. The crew had used up their supply of cherry bomb torpedoes against the Evil Advisor to the Slug (aka Bill Gates), so we were defenseless. We fought as best we could, when the Slug brought out his most feared weapon... ELVIS! While most people misremember his music as good, it is the height of BAD, Bad, bad music. Nothing is more damaging to a member of the Order. Especially when it's live. The hip swiveling has proven fatal to more than one member of the Order. Fortunately, before the Dolphin-42 took enough damage to destroy us, Vlad the Impaler showed up. He's miffed at the Slug, and can't abide Elvis, so we were lucky (he's not that fond of the Order of St. Fred either). Vlad and Elvis were locked in mortal combat last time I saw them, off the coast of New Jersey. The members of the Order are still trying to find a way to circumvent the Slug's Elvis defenses.


I Just Ate Elvis!!
RPG Eternity


I still don't believe it! ::sob:: I opened a box of chocolates, and it started to sing. I thought it was just the TV, and I continued to eat some chocolates. By the time I got full I realized the singing had stopped! I looked down and there was no electronic doo-hicky that sang.... ::sniff:: By that time I knew either I was on an acid trip, or there really was singing. I looked at the flavor list and right where an empty wrapper was, was the flavor titled "Elvis" I ran into the other toom and looked in another chocolate box identical to the other, but no Elvis flavor! To this day I still wonder why he was in my chocolate box, but what bothers me more is that I just ate Elvis. Why he sang to the end, I'll never know. Although I do remember wondering why a chocolate tasted like chicken!


Your Mission: Destroy Elvis!!!!!!!!
The Maniac Cadet


I shall always remember the time I saw Elvis.I was walking with another cadet after drill practice, When this fat hobo appears from a nebula thingy.nasty blue shoes...suede?The hair, the ragged white suit....even though he was lookin' pretty bad, it was him!!! ELVIS!!!
So I walked to him and asked "Why ain't you dead?" He looked at me and gave an evil laugh and said"I'm only dead for a little bit. I just need a decent body to live in."Then he turned into a huge hound dog and ran toward me n' my friend while screaming something about donuts. We ran away, but it was too late. I was overcome by a strange desire to sing " Blue Suede Shoes" and eat a fried banana sandwich...
................TO BE CONTINUED.............



Elvis in my cornflakes
Stan Mc Man


Yes! Elvis in my cornflakes! I woke up, groggy as usual and poored a box of my favorite cereal, corn flakes. I then crunched into it and noticed a big toe in my mouth. I spit it out and I saw Elvis had been sitting on my kitchen table!!! It freaked me out! Yeah! I had to brush my teeth seventy times!!! By the time I got that disgusting taste out of my mouth he was gone! Of course it was around 2 PM when I got done... I might've been halucenating, but then again, seventy times! I wouldn't brush my teeth seventy times for an illusion!


Elvis is REALLY real!!!
Reganoldier


This is a true story about me, seeing elvis. This is a true story and yes this REALLY did happen. I am dead serious. Well, what happened was I was just coming out of the store after buying a few things. When i set my things on the ground to unlock my trunk. Then i set my things in the trunk, and got in the car and started driving home. When i was almost at my house... there he was. He was standing at my front door, just standing there. Then after a few seconds he turned at me and just was gone. If there is a real elvis today, this is it... no bs.


Elvis' secret career
Cap'n Spanky


At his age now Elvis is a geezer and last weekend at the WB he was kicked off the lot after his new show failed in the test ratings...it was called "The Adventures of Grandpa Man!", where the "King" Played a barely concious elderly man who looked out for crime from his rocking chair of justice, where instead of springing into justice he would simply fall over and gargle in a pool of his own drool, whenever evil would rear it's ugly head, the themesong which was a ripoff of the old Spiderman song didn't help matters

Grandpa man theme song Lyrics
Grandpa Man! Grandpa Man!
Doin' the things that a Grandpa can!
He sits there in his rocking chair
He wears depends instead of underwear
Lookout! here comes Grandpa man!!!!

Elvis now works at a hotdog stand outside Newark, NJ


I Don't Know
Korcha


Wouldn'tCHA know it, I saw Elvis just last week! He was at some kids birthday party dressed up like a mime. But I saw through all that make-up and dull clothing. Here the guy is, pretending he's in a glass box, but the guy can't keep from wigglin' his hips. "Can'tCHA stupid kids tell that's Elvis????" I scream. Some little punk kicks me in the knee. While I'm rolling around on the floor crying, the king leaves the building. That was the last I saw of the guy...



Elvis ate my brother!!!!
Fat Guy


Just last Friday I saw Elvis.He was eating a ham sandwich and I wanted to go and get his ham sandwich but my brother told me not too.
I listened to my brother and just started to walk by him.But then he started chasing me and my brother.We hid behind a tree and thought we had lost him finally.But when we sat down there he was!We tried to get away and he got so mad and even dropped his ham sandwich so he could run faster!After that we couldn't go any faster than him.He caught up with us and tackled my brother!I saw him start eating him and ran even faster.I got to my house and figured it was a dream the next morning.I never saw my brother agian afrer that.After five minutes of my brother not bugging me i figured that the whole thing must have happened.

THE END


I think I saw Elvis!
Iam Notelvis


Just 7 minutes ago I saw Elvis! He was playing MY gautar in MY HOUSE! I got out my gautar and it said Elvis on it! And then i looked at Elvis's gautar and on it it said Iam Notelvis on it! Then i said, "Elvis, give me back my gautar!". All he did was turn up his gautar. I had no idea how to get my gautar back. So I just started playing his for practice. He grabbed for his but his fingers missed by 1 inch. He stated sceamin'at me to give it back to him. So i just hit him over the head with his gautar and he just fell to the ground knocked out. I took him to the hospital and they asked for his name. I said it was Elvis but they just said,"oh yeah right.". I kept on sayin' he was Elvis but they kept on sayin "oh yeah right." After 4 hours he finally woke up and said he was Elvis! Now I told Elvis to give me my gautar back. He said he wanted his back first. After 4 more hours we both had our own gautars back. I looked at mine and it said Elvis on it! His said Iam Notelvis! I started chasing him for 3 minutes and then the next thing i knew was that he swung his gautar at me and it was all a dream. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! My gautar still says ELvis on it!


Elvis Was Blown to Smithereens!
XLII42


I was attaching a jumprope to my car with the other end to my pet cow, Moogleboy, just to see how far down the road we would get before Moogleboy would hit a mailbox. Just then, when I was revving up my car, Elvis appeared in front of the car! I stopped the car and he started speaking a mixture of Japanese and Portugese and I couldn't make out what he was saying. It must not have been good, because he started swinging a big hammer at me! I instinctively threw nearby objects, like rusty nails, pen tops, croissants, none of them worked! I then picked up a dead rat which exploded on contact. Elvis's dead body parts collected in a pile in the middle of the driveway. Then, I took off in the car dragging Moogleboy behing me, hitting Elvis along the way. We went ten miles before ol' Moogleboy hit a mailbox. Then I noticed that Elvis couldn't have spoken some horrid language, or swung gigantic hammers, so maybe Elvis is still out there, or stone dead.


Elvis is my friend jason
A fella' from New Zealand


I realized elvis was my friend jason, when my friend jason started to tell me he saw a wombat come out from a gold leaves covered tree and tell him he had the latest pc powerplay magazine. I then suddenly had a premonition that my friend jason was elvis, the i fought with him for control of the keyboard and he ended up on the floor. True story. You know 99.9% of people cant tell the difference?


Elvis flew through the air and exploded!
Superfly


Well ever since i joined the air force i have been looking for elvis because I like peanut butter bannana sandwiches and then i saw him in an airplane! i jumped into my f-15 and i got a radar lock then i accidently pressed the triger. my missile flew after him and the stupid dastard wuddent use his countermeasures so the missile hit him now the first time didn't kill him but i got so mad that a fired twenty missiles into his airplane. there was a mushroom cloud and my plane blew up and so did his and i got in a parachute and so did elvis because i saw him floating right next to me and i pulled out a knife and he got his guitar and he said he wasn't nothin' but a hound dog and he jumped at me and bit my neck and his teeth turned into fangs and he turned into a hound dog and then i cut his ear with my knife. And then he said that he was fat and he turned back into elvis and said that when he went to the movies he took up seven rows and that he was a clone now because he could be at home when he was out of town. He said that elvis wasn't really alive but that he was his mega-fat clone. Then he opened the time-warp portal in mid-air (which is very hard to do) and fell through the vortex and I chased after him with my gun. we ended up in the year 1300 AD and he had a picccle up his nose and when he ripped it out with a napkin he saw it was the magna carta and then he made a super gun just for fun and gave it to king Henry the 8th and he shot elvis while he was flying through the air.
I still think elvis is still alive but you just can't see him because he lives inside your eyes.
TRUE STORY


Elvismon?
Pikachu


Hi. I'm pikachu normally I can't talk but I can type. One time Misty,Brock and I (Ash was eaten by Charizard) were walking along when I got lost when I saw another Pikachu His face looked just like Elvis! I knew it MIGHT have been a ditto but it can only say "Elvichu" so I beat him in the head with a nearby stick until his head was open, ate the brains and tossed his body in a river.

P.S The brains tasted like Pikachow!

P.P.S I did the same thing to Misty and Brock

P.P.P.S I actually murdered Ash but I didn't want the police to know


Elvis is Backwards
Michael Lvsprttfgjkl


Elvis backwards is Sivle. Sivle sounds like Civil. Therefore, Elvis is currently working for a civil project. If he had been abducted, then he would have been working for the civil rights to accept green people. This is what this paragraph says backwards:

:Sdrawkcab syas hpargarap siht tahw si siht. Elpoep neerg tpecca ot sthgir livic eht rof gnikrow neeb evah dlouw eh neht, detcudba neeb dah eh fi. Tcejorp livic a rof gnikrow yltnerruc si Sivle, erofereht. Livic ekil sdnuos Elvis. Elvis si sfrawkcab Sivle.

The last paragraph, translated to English, means "We abducted him to test him on our newest experiment. We switched his brain wth a mouse. We sent the mouse back to earth, where it is still a star. To avoid confusion, we named the new Rock-and-Roll Mouse (or RARM) Mickey. Mickey Mouse is really Elvis. We still have Mickey in Elvis' body in our spacecraft. Have fun with our RARM!"

Therefore, Elvis is Mickey Mouse. Mickey backwards is Yekcim (a yak simulator) and Disney backwards is Yensid (the 14th president's 15th cousin 17 times removed.)


Elvis - Evil Warlord
Johnny Kuwaso


I was overseeing my regiment of Psionic trainees when a large boom shook the earth from over the horizon. I flew over and discovered that my arch-enemy, Tical, was attempting to blow up the Earth. We had a long and brutal battle, and eventually he retreated (unfortunately my 'bot-suit war machine was totaled, so I left also). When I got back to my base, it was under attack! Disco-ball mortars and slap-rays everywhere! After driving Ben away, I had my people repair the damage, but while I was working, something ominous loomed in the dark underworld of genetic mutations...
The next day, a squadron of scout troopers was decimated. None were injured, but their guns appeared to have been chewed apart, and they could do nothing but babble about dogs, jailhouses, and shoes. I had them confined to the psych rehab centre and sent an assault squadron to find the beast.
The video reports that I retrieved from the squad (similarly decimated) confirmed my worst fears - the beast was the legendary Elvis: King of Warlords. His massive bulk had repelled all of the antimatter shards fired at him (no mean feat!), and he was at least eight times the size of a normal man. I went after him personally in my ultimate 'bot-suit. He and the 'suit were of a height - a formidable beast indeed! I tried hitting him with a plasma thrower but he barely even increased the amount of sweat on his skin. He counterattacked by biting my 'suit's arm off. naturally this angered me, so I shot at him with a psychic lightning bolt. This was completely ine