Pelvis Breastlies...Seven girls, picked to live in a house, and have their lives taped. ...Wait...No. That's wrong. Pelvis Breastlies...Seven girls, picked up hitchhiking, to have the mouths of others taped, and shoved in the trunk...No. Wrong story. Pelvis Breastlies...Take away the 'P,' and you get Elvis. Take away the 'Breast', and you get 'lies'. Take away one's pelvis, and you get no thrusting. Not getting any thrusting, one lives a miserable life. Take away one's breast, and you only have one left...which will leave one miserable...according to Three Dog Night, one is the loneliest number. But Elvis didn't sing that song. So, I'm not sure of the truth of one being lonely. Elvis rather questions one's lonesomeness of tonight. Take away one's lies, and you get too many truths, and not enough dares. Not enough dares, would cause a dare devil to show off...When one demon-like being committing crimes, should be in disguise, which in turn keeps one out of climbing a rock to keep out of the jailhouse. So, one can live a life of lies and play house, baby. Then again, we're still speaking of one, and there are seven of us. Seven of us, and you, playing seven minutes in Heaven, would be like hell for one...a sort of torture...a pleasurable torture, however. Before you know it though, we will have already stolen your pelvis, and taped it up in the trunk with the other ones. Wait...there's eight of us. I suppose that's where the other one came from. TCB...she takes care of us Breastlies and our breasticles. I need another B word (hey, don't call me names) to make a tongue twister, now...Takes care of us Breastlies' breasticles butter. We should market that. "Heree! Heree! Step Right Up (Meaning to the Right and Jump Up) and Get Your Own Jar of Breastlies' Breasticles Butta! It will slither right down your tubes. It's better than lube. Your throat it will sooth. Breastlies' Breasticles Butta!..(Coming Soon in a Peanut Butter and Banana Flavored Serum Near You!) I believe you can already get a jar of it, if you walk down Ponce de Leon, near Boulevard. How was that for you? I feel closer, now. It's kinda like you and I are in a relationship. I mean, we're getting very intimate here. I feel like we've known each other our whole lives, now that you know the meaning behind the name of Pelvis Breastlies. What do you say we dive a li-ul deeper, without water, but with Breastlies' Breasticles Butta? Elvis is an original. He made songs become his own...with arrangements varying in blues, rock, rockabilly, country, gospel, pop, and...Elvis. He deserves his own genre. A genius of a man, authentic, inspirational, seductive, and down right yummy...the ladies of Pelvis Breastlies are around to help contribute to keeping his music around forever, generation after generation. Now that we've done the dirrrty talk, what do you say we do this dance in person? Check our calendar, check yours, and let's make it date! Hot damn! ~Shawn Aka "And....That ONE"