Ned, a man in his 60's, lives in Bucksnort, Kansas. Ned, who's been farmin' for 'bout 45 years, usually meets the boys every Tuesday night at Mel's Diner while the woman folk enjoy a night of Bingo at the local church hall. Ned Recalls February 4, when he swears Elvis bought him a cup-a-joe.
"One Tuesday night I met with the guys down at Mel's. Bob's truck was blown' smoke fur half a mile from under the hood. Everyone decided they were the experts on smoke so they huddled around Bob's truck. My motto- 'Too many cooks spoil the soup'-- so I decided to stay in out of the cold. Anyway, I was sittin' at the counter at my usual lo-cal and in walks this man wearin' a white sequin jumpsuit lookin' all girly and all. The first thing he do is to walk over to the jutebox. He comes over and sits on Bill's stool next to me. All of a sudden Jailhouse Rock starts playin' and this man's leg starts swingin' under the counter like a rattler. He bought himself and me a cup a coffee. I didn't ask fur one but he seemed content enought to buy me one. Once the song ended he left. I swear it was Elvis who bought me a cup a coffee. To this day the boys make me sit in a booth.Where to?