OK, so I'm driving by Graceland doing my job one hot summer day when an ambulance pulls out. I figure that Colonel Parker has had a stroke or something. But, it turns out that they are taking Elvis' dead, bloated body out of Graceland.
Why was I right there in traffic at that minute? What were Elvis' last words? ("Corn?")
And now Dr. Nick is doing a whore-show at some casino in Tunica, MS about his "Memories of Elvis."
Hell, that's like O.J. doing a show in Vegas about "Nicole's Final Wish."