Okay, Elvis.
Every summer day for fifteen years, I drove past Dr. Nick’s house. He got the paper from his driveway in the mornings wearing nothing but a light pink robe. Sometimes, he’d forget to tie the belt. We called him Dr. Feelnothing.
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Okay, Elvis.
Hahaha fucking Quaalude dude..
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Fuuuuuck, Elvis.
Yeah, I’m pretty sure George Nichopolous didn’t go to jail, when Elvis died on his toilet.
my god…..
No idea why he died.
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