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Sun 20 May, 2007 06:42 pm
This looks like the kinda place I would've liked to hang out in if I wasn't dead.
I ain't TTH, little lady. But I used to be the greatest entertainer in the world.
Until that day, when they found me dead on the bathroom floor.
I hear masturbation can do that to ya
shoulda repented instead..
I only wish, little lady.
I had a great little housekeeper back then. She would fry up some bread in a lotta butter, slather lotsa peanut butter on it (don't hold back on the PB, man!), and slice up some nanas on that thang.
Damn, that was good, man! I'd have that for a little midnight snack.
That was only about 5,742 calories o' goodness.
And that, mah friends, is why I died on the commode.
You know what I mean, jack?
Maybe it had somethin' to do with alla them ...uh... medications I used to take.
I used to keep them in a lockbox. And only I had the key to that thang.
Man, I really loved to put the groceries away back then.
I'll bet you ladies weren't even born when I was the greatest entertainer in the world.
Here's a little clip of me, in one of mah last concerts. It didn't go to well, coz' I was drunk.
Me
But that's ok, man. I consumed an entire cake right after that performance.
So, tell us, E; how did you manage to keep out of sight so long?
I've been dead, Edgar.
But I still make more money than a lotta stars that're still alive today!
Man, I bet Cilla's lovin' that.
Im still wonderin why you were such a hit.
hunka hunka.......
burnin' love
those outfits????????
oh
my
I would be embarassed today
no wonder you hide so much
repent
Look out, jack! I once shot out the TV just coz' I didn't like what was on.
Now, you need to sit down here, and check out some of this stuff I did.
Me in the day
Man, I looked good back then.
I used to give em a lotta this too:
The women loved that, man.
So, you do any other impressions?
Man, those impressionists. They make a lotta money off me, jack.
Burns me up..
imitation is the highest form of flattery, E.
Yes, the highest form of flattery indeed.