Freddie Joe woke up at the Hotel California and saw a familiar face at the foot of the bed. It was Randolph! This could be heaven or this could be hell, Freddie Joe thought to himself.

"Randolph! What in the hell are you doin' here? Is I dead?" asked Freddie Joe.

"For the second time now, no you ain't. But there are some folks who want to see you."

Freddie Joe was reunited with his friends, and was hailed a hero throughout the land for destroying Moore Door and the One Rig. But the hillfolks soon grew homesick and drove their rigs back to the Shire.

On the flip-flop back to the Shire Trailer Park, the hillfolks drove with their friends Sideburns (I mean, The King), Jim Lee and Legless, and of course, Randolph. When The King announced he was going to Vegas, many of the Elvis-folk went into the West to join him. Stopping in at Lori-Anne's Diner, the convoy found the place abandoned and empty.

"Randolph, where are all the Elvis-folk? Where have they all's gone off to?" Bubba asked.

"Let's just say…Elvis…has left the building," Randolph replied solemnly.

The rest of their journey was uneventful, until they passed by the home of Tom-Bob Biddle. He was standing outside his shack with his shotgun, which he pointed at Bubba.

"Well, lookie here, it's the feller who got my daughter pregnert!" he said.

"Me?" said Bubba.

"Yeah, you! Now you're gonna do what's right and marry her!" he shouted, dragging the hapless Bubba into his shack. The King then officiated his second wedding.

When the rest of the hillfolks reached the Shire Mobile Home Park, they found the Elvis-folk were all gathered at the bus stop for the Last Bus to the West. The hillfolks and Randolph went over to see them off.

"Well, I meant to tell y'all before now, but I'm retirin' from the truckin' bidniz. I'm going to Vegas with the Elvis-folk," said Randolph. "Keep your nose between the ditches and Smokey out of your britches."

"That's a damn shame. Don't let your meat loaf!" said Sam.

"I'm leavin' too," said Billy Bo.

"Aw, that's too bad. Stack them eights!" said Sam.

Just then, Freddie Joe left the side of Sam and Murray and walked over to the bus's door. "Sam, I'm going to Vegas too," Freddie Joe said.

"Noooooooooooooo!" said Sam. "Say it ain't so!"

"Sorry, good buddy, but it's true. I ain't never comin' back to the Shire again. I'm cashin' in my chips…at Caesars."

With that, The King sung a song in the Elvis-tongue for all to hear as they drove off into the West:

Vivalás Vegas!

Vivalás Vegas!

Viva…Viva…LAS VEGAS!

THE END

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