Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....ELVIS has left the building...
*dedicato, Thespian, Movie Dude, drinking buddy...William Forsythe.
ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING!!! And nobody knows what to DO!!! The GROUPIES, panties in-hand, stymied, Crowd-Control on the Las Vegas Strip, out of bounds< GUNFIRE ERUPTS from a Casino-Hotel window, SWAT TEAMS down at Doughnuts R US, Official Las Vegas... McDonald the Clown... RIPS off his costume in search of a new vocation, his INNER Clown...
ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING!!! A Casino swimming pool of tears. Parking Valets, glove-less, hand out Car-keys, first come, first served. SOMEBODY got a ROLLS, somebody got a Porsche, somebody got a RAINBOW VW VAN, somebody got a Nevada-Highway thumb! It-s IN-explicable! The Shock and Awe! News-channel TV/Helio-s hover twix LVPD-Cop Copters ALL on Live T.V. over Interstate-15, a highway to HELL, back to L.A. that Elvis never gets to see.
Elvis has left the building, Senor. And according to Juanita Juarez, Chamber-maid, at Casino Ceasar-s Palace, it-s SUCCINCT. The night of the locusts!
c2018,davedelacroix, café porta Palermo, Sciacca-sicily.
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