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Father O’Mally has been preaching at his church in Ireland for so long, that he decides to take a holiday to America.
He hops on the plane bound for Nevada. He arrives in the Airport in Las Vegas. As he is exiting the plane, someone in the airport runs up to him and exclaims, “Elvis! Oh my God! It’s Elvis! I knew you weren’t dead Elvis! How have you been?”
Father looks at her and says, “No, no, no! Can’t you see I’m not Elvis? I don’t look a thing like Elvis.”
The father moves on to his cab waiting outside. He hops in the taxi and he’s a little upset so he tells the cabby, “Take me to my hotel and step on it.”
The cabby turns and says, “Sure thing sir – Oh my God! It’s Elvis! I knew you weren’t dead! I’m your number one fan! It’s so great to see you!”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” says the father “I’m not Elvis! Now turn around and drive!”
So, the cabby speeds up to the hotel. Father O’Malley gets his things and walks up to the hotel check-in counter.
“Oh my God! Oh my God! It’s you!” screams the hotel clerk. “You’re back Elvis! I knew this day would happen.
We saved everything just the way you like it! Free cheeseburgers, peanut butter and banana fried sandwiches, masseurs, complementary hookers and a full liquor bar! I’m so glad you’re back!”
Father O’Malley looks at the hotel clerk and says, “Thank you…Thank you very much!
He then breaks into song ‘Well, since my baby left me, I found a new place to dwell. It’s down at the end of lonely street At heartbreak hotel. NOT!”