I'm still recovering from the trip. That's why I'm letting a few images do the work for me today. Keep in mind that this is a perfect example of why I hold my breath every time my wife goes to a yard sale.
Before you take a look at the photos below, let me add that the Elvis bunghole isn't just a sacrosanct Southern icon. We all know that Elvis's bunghole is everywhere. You just have to know which yard sales to visit.