Elvis at a Strip Club

I'm not entirely sure why I was thinking about this today, but it made me laugh out loud, so I thought I'd share.

Back in about 2003 I was on a Halloween pub crawl with the gang from MY 96/CHAT. Some of you reading this might have been there too. My costume was this plastic Elvis half face mask that had his hair and trademark sunglasses. Top that off with a beautiful powder blue pair of pants and a 70's big collared shirt and I had the King down to a tee, but with boobs.

We were at this little lounge called Cougars, which was upstairs from a strip club in the basement of the building. For whatever reason, a group of us decided to give the strip club a whirl for shits and giggles. As a woman, I can't say I'd ever been to one before.

Within a few minutes the waitress came up to take our order. Being the smart ass I am I said (in my best Elvis accent) "I'd like a peanut butter sandwich please". She looked at me with the "are you an e'ffing idiot" look and walked away. She was not amused.

That was my first and last time in a strip club. If I die tomorrow, someone please tell that story at my funeral ok? I thank you in advance.

Tia