I finally got around to watching Bubba Ho-Tep last night. If you haven’t seen it, you should. What better premise for a movie is there than Elvis growing old in an East Texas nursing home, along with a black JFK and a zombie on the loose that sucks souls out of old people’s assholes to stay alive? I know that might not sound good, but it’s fuckin’ brilliant…

The movie starts with Elvis laying in bed… “I was dreamin’. Dreamin’ my dick was out and I was checkin’ to see if that infected bump on the head of it had filled with pus again. If it had, I was gonna name it after my ex-wife Priscilla and bust it by jackin’ off. Or I’d like to think that’s what I’d do. Dreams let you think like that. Truth was, I hadn’t had a hard-on in years.” - wow.

So I like to think that if Elvis was still around, he’d still be a pretty hip cat. Therefore, this tee with the King behind the turntables gets a nomination for the best music Shirty coming up too…