One of my ex-girlfriends had this great story about the time she visited Graceland. Apparently, there was a hard core WT Canadian family with a 7 or 8 year old son that she was stuck in the same tour group with. As the tour guide led them to the jungle room, she gestured at the giant ashtray in the center of the room and explained how Elvis had designed this himself and that the ashtray could accomodate up to 50 cigarettes at once.
The small boy was troubled by this, and asked his parents, presumably with an adorable gap toothed lisp, "Mommy, Daddy...did Elvis smoke?"
The father then took to a single knee and held his sons hand. He replied, without even a hint of a smirk, "Son, Elvis didn't smoke...he didn't drink...and he didn't do drugs, no matter what they say about him. Elvis was pure of heart and spirit. He was the king."
Parents are shameless, and people are very very strange...
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