On this day 30 years ago, Elvis Presley, had a heart attack and fell off the throne in Graceland with his big, bare King of Rock and Roll Ass in the air and his final act of Richard the Turd still in the bowl, which his dutiful butler, on finding the dead King, flushed away. I still wonder how much that turd would have been worth today if that butler preserved and mounted it with a little brass plate on the front saying ‘Elvis’ Last Dump. Aug 16th 1977’.
Another very notable death to occur on this day was that of legendary Delta Blues musician and song writer Robert Johnson who was poisoned and died at a crossroads in Mississippi on Aug 16th 1938 at the ripe old age of 27.
Other famous people to die on this day were, 1956 Bela Lugosi, 1419 King Wenceslas and 1944 Roman Padlewski.
But on this day, in 197* Berties 3rd Nipple was born! So I share a birthday with Madonna and James Taylor (no not thee James Taylor, James J.T Taylor from Kool and the Gang!). Marvellous, bloody marvellous!!
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Much conratulations and salutation son this fine day. A fellow expatter here in Basel is also celebrating his birthday today. Here's to many more. (How was that for a bit of schmoozing? Eh!)
Cheers Swiss, wish your mate the best from me too.
Happy Elvis Day old man!
Yay!! Hippy Beer day!!!
Isn't it a grand day for it too?!
So are you sharing your birthday with the other two nipples or did you develop more recently?
Cheers Grannymar and K8. I grew some more and they share the same birthday. Anyway, it's nearly Beer O'Clock. Just as well I'm off tomorrow.
So you share a birthday with Elvis' last dump? There is something to tell the grandchildren.
Happy *th Beer Day.
P.S. Take tomorrow off.
Happy barfday, nipples.
hey its sandy, here is the website i was talking about...... the website is here
Happy birthday B3N. It's 6:20am here and I haven't got anything funny.
Your reference to Elvis' nearly famous turd reminds me of a story I was told by an English soldier a few years ago. He was on an exercise which involved having to sit in an army tank for two days without moving. He had to pee into a bottle and take medication to clog up activity of the turd variety. A few days after the exercise the clogged up turd finally started its evacuation, but you can just imagine its dehydrated sticky consistency. He went into the forest to squat and drop his log, so to speak, but the log was so long that he had to shuffle/walk along the ground to let it all out and trail along the ground behind him. The end result was a spectacular specimen about 2 feet long. His 'friends' picked it up with a shovel, baked it in an oven and varnished it. It is now on display in some general or corporals office in England somewhere. Hope that didn't turn you off your dinner! Oddjob
Cheers Grandad, Sweary and Baino. I'm just about starting to feel normal after last night.
Cheers Anonymous for the story about the two foot poo. That's something you won't find in any guidebook.
I was living in Memphis at the time with my second wife, a vicious old harridan, but, that's a bit off topic.
About "The Turd"
It was not 'flushed away'. It was collected by the County Coroner for analysis. While the coroner couldn't prove definitively that Elvis actually expired during the turds eviction, he did, however, under microscopic scrutiny, discover three 'rest notches' and a 'sweat ring.'
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