I saw Elvis yesterday, driving on GA 400 N. Boy, has he gotten fat(ter) for a dead man. Must be eatin' his mama's cookin' in heaven.

He was driving a big, white, 4-door, Lincoln Mercury, dragging a U-Haul on a hitch. His plates said "ELVIS." Classy!

I think he was heading to Dahlonega, GA to pan for gold in the north Georgia mountains. I guess he didn't hear that the gold rush was over in 1848 when the rush was beginning to hit in California.

Perhaps he heard somebody up there is famous for making a mean peanut butter and banana sandwich.

Possibly, Dahlonega may be the blue suede shoe manufacturing capital of the world.

I bet there is someone in Dahlonega who makes leather jumpsuits for fat people and he needs some new ones because he keeps splitting the crotch of his old ones or has too many skidmarks or vomit spots to keep wearing them.

Ewwww.