Elvis and one of the Chips started fighting over the last Oreo. The Oreo broke apart, and Elvis ended up with the half without the creamy center.

"Don't be cruel," he cried, "Treat me nice, I beg you; I may have been dead all these years, but I don't have a wooden heart!"

The women sighed (some swooned), and the Chip with the creamy-centered Oreo said...