Eels don't have hips. Maybe that's why back in 1920 everyone preferred saying "She's the cat's meow." This, however, discounts entirely the fact that the kitten's call can just as easily be irritating as charming. Eels, on the other hand, never need slim down to fit into cigarette pants. Like our runway models, they are the adolescent boys of the animal kingdom. And I suppose that's something to admire; or at least that somebody did, hooting out to a passerby that tidy phrase that goes beyond suggesting what could fill a sushi roll.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Grandmationary: The Eel's Hips
Eels don't have hips. Maybe that's why back in 1920 everyone preferred saying "She's the cat's meow." This, however, discounts entirely the fact that the kitten's call can just as easily be irritating as charming. Eels, on the other hand, never need slim down to fit into cigarette pants. Like our runway models, they are the adolescent boys of the animal kingdom. And I suppose that's something to admire; or at least that somebody did, hooting out to a passerby that tidy phrase that goes beyond suggesting what could fill a sushi roll.
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