It’s partially the fish to blame, unless the great icthiologist J. Emory Smelt discovered them or something. Stuck in my brain is an early Marx Brothers song about cooking one: “we put him in the pan and the fire he felt/ you should have smelled the way that smelt smelt.”
You know, that would absolutely work. Brilliant solution.
It’s partially the fish to blame, unless the great icthiologist J. Emory Smelt discovered them or something. Stuck in my brain is an early Marx Brothers song about cooking one: “we put him in the pan and the fire he felt/ you should have smelled the way that smelt smelt.”