Morgan Freeberg extends the classic wrestling-with-a-pig metaphor down the food chain a bit, all the way to mollusks, and this bit of derision is included:
The approval of gastropods like these, is the payoff for gerbil-faced men who pretend to like women who despise them? Membership in their little clique, is the payoff for pretending Queen Latifah is just as sexy as Beyonce?
Maybe it’s just me, but if I were going to come up with a comparison like that, I’d have gone to the trouble of coming up with someone truly hideous, or at least certifiably unattractive, for the role of the Anti-Beyoncé. Queen Latifah, I submit, ain’t it:
And you know, it’s never bothered me to find out that someone was a bivalve.
Bonus: The Singer Formerly Known As Dana Owens takes on one of my favorite Sixties tunes.