Three-word stories

For bedtime stories, I’ve been having Helen give me three random words, and I then improvise a story from those three words. Tonight’s words: fountain, Elvis, and naked. Here is the story I told:

Once upon a time, a very famous rock star named Elvis lived in a town called Memphis. He was very popular and everyone loved him. But what no one knew, when Elvis would eat peanut butter and banana sandwiches he would go completely insane.

One night, after a particularly stressful concert, Elvis returned to his mansion in Memphis called Graceland. And he went into the basement and ate 16 peanut butter and banana sandwiches, which made him go completely nuts. He ran outside and started yelling at all of the birds to go get jobs. He kicked a puppy six blocks. He threw a cat as far as he could. All of this made Elvis very tired, so he went to the fountain in the center of town. Once he got there, he jumped in and began to swim around. Then he climbed to the top of the statue in the center of the fountain and began to yell at the birds again. Then he took one final peanut butter and banana sandwich out of his jumpsuit and ate it; this pushed Elvis completely over the edge, and he was now totally insane. He began to yell like Tarzan, and then he stripped completely naked and jumped back into the fountain. He swam and swam and swam as fast as he could until he was so tired he just fell asleep. He slept in the fountain until his family came to pick him up and take him back to Graceland.

Once his family got him home, they tucked him into bed so he could get a good night’s sleep before his next concert.

The end!

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