So I took a trip with the girlfriend to a few random cities South of here. We hit up St. Louis, Memphis, Oxford, MS and St. Genvieve, MO. We saw some cool stuff, but the only thing I feel absolutely obligated to tell you about is Graceland Too, which is under no circumstance to be confused with Graceland.
Graceland Too has become a local legend in Holly Springs, Mississippi, where local Elvis fanatic Paul McLeod has turned his house into a 24 hour shrine to the King. At any point of the day or night, anybody who knocks hard enough on the screen door and pays $5 is entitled to a 90 minute tour of the most extensive collection of Elvis memorabilia on the planet.
The tour is as much about the curator as the King. One quickly establishes that McLeod is a pathological liar in the first minute of the tour when he claims that President Bill Clinton came to his door with "the whole FBI and CIA" and offered him $1 million for one of his Elvis records (he turned him down). It might be a reasonable assumption that the Bush twins visited "drunk as skunks," but it is harder to believe that he once discovered "a bunch of heroin needles" in a Pepsi-Cola can (he now drinks 24 cans of coke a day) or that visitors frequently "pee all over themselves" when they see his collection.
The absurdity of McLeod's real life makes you wonder why he feels the need to make things up. His son's legal name is Elvis Aron Presley McLeod. He only leaves his house to get food (and leaves a note on the door). He frequently gives tours to drunken college kids at all time of night; his daily rest consists of cat naps whenever he has a free moment.
Here's a more comprehensive review of Graceland Too. I'm telling you. If you're heading South, you've gotta check it out.