Part3: Drei gegen Einen
"klar elvis, die leute werden alle umfallen vor neid wenn du mit deinem obercoolen nachthemd dort auftauchst." kicherte tatsuichiro. "auch da hast du wieder recht.
A Call to the Strike of Thunder
His hair was a sleek black, styled exactly to the way elvis had. he wore a black jacket, made out of silk, collar also stood up. in his hoof he held a back, reading it with great interest, not noticing the two kittens.
Reading Nook
I had to act cool even when i looked up into his elvis presley blue eyes. "yeah, i think i can let you into my schedule for a bit. come by monday and see what i'm doing ok?" the flash of a grin was replaced by bit of confusion on his face. "ok!
For Who I Am Chapter 1 - Commission for Yeetkkt
He noticed a few famous faces on the wall: elvis presley, jayson tatum, michael jordan, freddie mercury, albert pujols, bettie white, among others. had all of them really set foot in this place? or was it all for show?
A Leopard's Tail Ch 3
In a week i'll be on the front page of the weekly world news alongside an article about elvis and bigfoot's secret love child! panic gripped him as he paced back and forth, hands waving sporadically.
The Planet of The Dolphins
. \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ herman stared through a window on the twenty-seventh floor of the elvis presley memorial
Chapter 5 - Poetry
His favorite was a swiveling elvis hips clock." "huh? sure, whatever," he chuckled. "so, what is there to do around here?" "depends on whatcha like. there's a rack of brochures out front." "is there anyplace to buy a book?"
A Re-Greta-ble Happenstance
He played like elvis and she loved it. there was no change in her demeanor, but she was happy to remain sitting through song after song. when he grew tired of playing, she clapped with her huge paws. "bravo jon-tom! i like your music very much."
The Box - Early Short Story for Lupinossai
Most of us loved the sounds of a human called elvis presley, the king. some days radio programs would play. i loved superman. i bet if he had fur and a tail like mine he wouldn't need the cape. it was heaven compared to the humming lights.
holiday PT2
I drank them and listening to the local radio tv channel which just had the sea picture and hawaii in the words they were doing an elvis special seems odd but with the beer he was sounding nice.
Tabitha Crane, Chapter IV: Mystery Dance
_well, i remember when the lights went out_ _and i was tryin' to make it look like it was never in doubt_ _she thought that i knew, and i thought that she knew_ _so both of us were willing, but we didn't know what to do_ _(elvis costello)_ * * *
Joker to the Thief
All around them, the nightlife of vegas carried on, elvis impersonators, call girls, minor celebrities, but sid didn't notice any of it. it flowed around them on the street like so much glitter.