Elephanty

‘The elephant is from a drawing of Rembrandt’s, & I thought it would interest you as being both elephanty & Rembrandty — full of the characteristic qualities of each.[…]’ SCC to PSW, 27 October 1902, BL Add 52761, f. 52.

[…] I stop the car in front of this little hotel some fellow has just put up in town and which is called the “Elephant Castle”. There is nothing elephanty about it except that it is all round and nice so I reckon that the fellow was thinking about the elephant’s foot but not an elephant house.

At that moment a crocodile grabs hold of the elephant’s trunk, and the elephant starts thrashing around and trumpeting, and the mouse thinks that she’s having a big elephanty orgasm and he squeaks out, “Oh yeah, baby.”

And one of the things that elephants have to do, in addition to eating and drinking and being all elephanty, is to have a poo once in a while.

Sort of elephanty eyes in a wrinkled old face, with short grey hair, a grubby safari shirt and a leathery wide-brimmed hat that looks a hundred years old.

The thought of the green elephant occurred in my brain, but only looks green and elephanty to the thinker (me).

He gave a proud, elephanty bow and set the umbrella down.

Mr Tembo tried to reply, but his large elephanty fingers were too clumsy to press the TALK button.