Shriek! It's King Elvis
by Scott Cain
Atlanta Journal

Elvis started giving away scarves almost as soon as he came on stage Wednesday night.

One of the first ladies who received this endearment favored Elvis with two items in return: One appeared to be a furry, fluffy handbag and the other looked like her "little black book". Hmmm.

But that wasn't all.

About the time that one chick brought Elvis a huge toy tiger, something soft sailed onto the Omni stage and landed with a plop.

It wasn't...?

Yes. It was. A bra - bright green at that.

Elvis couldn't resist picking up this most intimate of souvenirs. Who did this, he wanted to know. The culprit brazenly stood and admitted that she had done the deed.

And so it went all evening.

Elvis' concerts are not so much musical events as hilarious social occasions. His horde of feminine fans abandons all modesty in the presence of the Pelvis.

He has greatly, expanded his scarf-bestowing routine. Who can blame him? One, titanic success after another must become tiring after a while and any change must be welcome for him.