I was in a forest wearing an Elvis suit when I was approached by two teenage boys. They asked me if I had that special Mormon underwear on under my suit. I said "Why yes I do, thankyouverymuch" in my best Elvis voice.
Suddenly, the two boys came at me. I knew they were plotting to beat me up and take my Elvis suit. For a split second, I was grateful that they thought to ask if I was wearing Mormon underwear because I'm sure they knew that it would provide a little more coverage than my regular underwear upon my being stripped of the pantsuit and having to walk home in my skimpies.
So I ran away, yelling "Wait! No! I haven't been endowed yet!", hoping this might prevent them from advancing upon me...but no, they chased me through the forest while I beat them off with a stick.
Strangely though, every time I hit them, they grew younger and younger until eventually I couldn't justify smacking them any longer. After a while, they had morphed into two cute little toddlers. Another false threat.
THE END
3 comments:
you have the strangest dreams of anyone i know.
I like the way you dream. I think Elvis would, too. I'll vouch for him.
Little Lady,
I shore hope you don't plan on taking my place down there on earth while I am up here serenading everyone else.
If you start twitchin your hips and snarling up your lip, though, you can ask Priscilla for some of my old suits. Just don't muss up the sequins honey.
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