
Ever wonder where bad Elvis impersonator and wannabe Kankakee ladies’ man Robert Roy Gary Hurlbutt was conceived?
It is no longer a secret. In fact, PJ Hurlbutt loves to remind her son Robbie about it in front of his boss and customers at Wally Green’s, much to the chagrin of that Elvis impersonator, vulnerable narcissist and petty criminal.
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