Am I mising something here?
Project Elephant at work; a myriad of betrunked aminals in sculpturescent form across the city (one with a TURDIS arising out of its' back!); blue suited trumpeting salesfolk and umbrella stands and piano keys galore.
Not to mention Fleetwood Pacamac.
I'm sensing some recurring theme, but can't quite put my serenghettial snout on it. Probably something really obvious, but I just can't remember!
Ah! Lions en masse coming out of the grass!
Of course not, it's a plague of stationary dwarf elephants, which would have made a very interesting version of Snow White. Seven Elephants for Seven Elephants, as Indian elephants have them there arranged marriages. As well as 8 arms. And Ganesha must have it's acolytes. Still, better a Priest, than a Beast. And if it's a beast with eight cocks, then Snow White's kicking out six superfluous shortarses in favour of an octoschlonged oompa-loompa.
But what about them (south) African elephants - enforcing apartheid and treating indian elephants as little more than beasts, and making them use their own, segregated, watering holes? Disgraceful! I don't see Nelson Mandela campaigning for equal elephantine rights, do you?
I reckon all this elephantine entheusiam is down to it being the the Chinese Year Of The Elephant, where ladyfolk should emulate the revered aminal by writhing about in mud and getting hosed down by a long trunk...
Or something...
