I do not remember seeing this or taking this picture, but those are my skinny legs and jeans reflected in the plastic. This must have been at Graceland and Elvis must have had a shooting range. I always thought he just shot up TV’s, but I guess he must have practiced so as not to accidentally shoot the Colonel. I know it must have been Graceland because of the last photo. That was definitely taken coming out of the Jungle Room. I don’t think anyone in that last picture liked me.
You didn’t want to mess with the King.
Want different calibers? The King had different calibers for you.
Finally, the friendly inviting faces of my fellow tour group members on the 8:30 a.m., Sunday morning tour of Graceland.
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