A person has a name. His name is Elvis Presley.

I know your either scrolling down to see some type of association with a hot chick's picture, but today I honor Elvis Presley. To me this guy was the King...from trendsetting to crushing ass. I mean grown men wanted their daughters to sleep with this guy just so they can have some connection (that's what she said) to him.
After a cup of coffee and a browse on Celebrity nipple slip web pages I stumbled upon this gem. A note that Elvis wrote and occasionally sang on stage titled "Ode to a Robin". This piece of paper is being auctioned at a starting bid of 4 G's (Urban Dictionary: G. noun - either a gangster or a thousand dollars). Which lead me to call my parents to borrow some cash for a "business investment", wink wink. I want this thing. It's just a sheet of paper and I've done nothing but dissect it all morning. From how he signed it with just his initials, to the fact that he wouldn't spell the curse word. The list can go on and on about my views on this note. Rarely did Elvis get so morbid and to the point. Can't beat it. O.K. time for breakfast and hopefully a Kate Perry see through top shot.

That's What She Said,

Mike Love