Dear sir,
I wish Michael Jackson was a hunka hunka burnin' somethin'. I don't
see what he sees in ma little Lisa Marie--she's no 5-year-old boy!
About the aliens, well, I don't know. See, the last thing I remember,
I was fat, bloated and sittin' on the turlet, then suddenly I'm in this little
mall in Canada, Polo Park, I think, wearin' a really itchy bald cap and some
security guard's yellin' at me fer bein' in the fountain. I think that was
1995 or 96.
--Elvis
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