a piece of pizza in a box

[Stone Mill]

::: Elvis shuffles toward the box.
"mmmmm... pizza... "
Elvis notices he is somewhat out of breath. His sequin jacket is kind of tight. Not good tight, like in his swingin' days... but tightly stretched over his profound gut.
"I'm not really hungry. I don't need to eat that pizza. And it's not even pepperoni. "
He tries to break away. He yells a bit louder.
"I said I don't want that there pizza! Especially cuz I know it's a trap, baby!"
Elvis battles his inner hunger demons... a process which happens to make him... very hungry. :::

[ May 14, 2003, 15:20: Message edited by: Stone Mill ]